[Verse: Shiloh Young & Cordae] Alright, look, I said, I said When I was nine, that's my first time I held a 9 Put it on God, man, that must’ve been a sign 'Cause my mother, she was strippin', she was always on his mind While her boyfriend, he was pimpin’, he ain't have a lot of time So he showed me where it was and showed me how to work it Just in case a ni**a run up in this b*tch, gotta murk him Thirteen, I was servin', ni**a, fifteen persons ni**a, tryna be a cocaine cowboy, Michael Irvin ni**a, sixteen, I was deep up in the trenches, hoppin' fences 'Round that time they gave my boy a life sentence But I still ain't learn, ni**a, I was tryna burn ni**as Tryna put somеbody in the grave or a urn, ni**a Sevеnteen, police whooped my ass just for bein' Black No talkin' silent, guys give up, where’s the free in at? Seen my uncle in the prison, sh*t, now it’s me and that Couldn't break the cycle, like recycle, they wan’ see us back Eighteen, lions, tigers, bears, I was livin' with 'em (Mm) Went to prison with 'em, doin’ business with 'em I'm twenty-one, my cellmate been down for thirty-five He just tryna see the sun before he gotta die So why would I go and cry? Got another passion (b*tch) You don't know the struggle, so you wouldn't understand 'Cause in my book, my mama raised a man 'Cause I could've snitched on the beat to get me out the can But I could tell you what I seen or what I lived, it's up to you Or let my brother tell the story from a bird's-eye view