Hold up ho, please say nomo
I'm riding through the city with some real n***as with me
Can't nobody really get me long as they don't know
sh** n***a they don't know
I ain't the same n***a with the same ole flow
Ima brand new brotha, n***a word to your motha
I been stuntin like nun other, n***a stay in the cupboard
And get focused, exhale right when I wrote this
I knew this sh** was too good
I Gota crew full of n***as that ain't really thinking bigger
I could never quite deliver what I should
To these lame a** n***as that ain't trying
I hoped out'a all the sh** I used to buy in, I don't
Need to see another mother crying
Cause her son is out in oak cliff dying
From that, bullet rain, body shots that coulda changed
A young n***a pure outlook, I could never restrain
From really Tryna refrain, because i never wana end up in a book
Or photo shop in an ob**ha
I prefer just posin for the pitcha, if a n***a is dodging this
You know what the problem is, somebody's praying out Witcha, lord help the savior, I could never repay ya
For chaining my young mindset, you gone prolly resent me
I just wana be 50, take a plan to my new Lier jet
And hop in the porshe, and Rock my Air Force
Get ripped as a horse, then strip in the source
I never was forced to think of this plan
I only was forced to see just that man
You won't understand