[Intro]
One time for Benny
n***a been down since day one
Real n***a in this b**h
Rest in peace, Stew, a.k.a. Twin Glocks
There's a lot of young n***as runnin' around here
Calling their selves bosses
But
[Hook]
I could have been a lawyer or a doctor
I said f** that, I need mula, I'm a robber
You ain't gon' be sure what you grow up, you a liar
I'm on fire, I'm on fire
[x2]
[Verse 1]
All a n***a know is this the street sh**
f** my teacher, she a ho, she ain't teach me sh**
She told me, boy you know you ain't gon' be sh**
I linked up with the plug, and he threw me bricks
I'm a dope boy, you a broke boy
You be rapping bout this life sh** ain't no joke, boy
If you disrespect my team then you get smoked, boy
See, it ain't 'bout who you is, it's who you know, boy
If the feds come and get you what you gon' do?
You gon' let em take you down, or take your whole crew
Wit you, is you gon' stay true?
Cause that's what real n***as do
Ooh!
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I could have went to Howard but I am a trapper
I didn't go to Howard till I became a rapper
They tell me that my papa who I take after
A n***a k**ed my papa, so I was a ba*tard
My mama couldn't understand what gotten into me
Dropped out of school just to sell c**aine and weed
I got my GED in the Penitentiary
I keep some legs a me like a f**ing centipede
I rob you for your phone or your foams
I'm wrong
Smoking on that strong, but my mind gone
I'm so dope, sipping dope outta Styrofoam
I want that gas that see a ghost
b**h be gone
[Hook]