[Intro] Gang You know we believe in the power of manifestation, man I always spoke this sh*t into life, into existence, man Said I was gonna have this sh*t And I really got this sh*t That's why I call it two-five You know if you from the 'Raq man, this sh*t hit different 2 plus 5 that's 7, that's the God year I beat the odds man, all this adversity, and for what? [Verse 1] Greed and disloyalty Know we beefin' with the opps on top of all these lawyer fees When we lurkin' on they block the chopper speakin' Portuguese Strapped with 30 shot Glocks, we got like 20 more of these Now I'm millionaire status, watched some homies leave Thank God, I found out he a rat before the cheese In the California sun, I'm rockin' shorter sleeves Some of my ni**as really gon' be gone for 40 seasons Can't believe I beat the streets, I'll give you 40 reasons I was on my toes from the morning to the evening Think I was a doctor how I seen a ni**a bleeding He a real pussy hole, I seen the ni**a screaming He a real demon and he lookin' like he mean it Hollows in his chest, he stretched, I seen it how he wheezing Yeah I'm hot like Weezy, yeah I'm hotter than the sun, I got 'em stoppin' breathing All the sh*t I'm spittin' sick, you might start coughin', sneezin' fu*kin' with these rappers, might get tricked, don't believe 'em I made it out with heathens, dissed & I received it, blessings that is Blessings, yes I did, stacking M's, that's just for my kids [Interlude: G Herbo & Yosohn] You like this song Sohn-sohn? Yeah, I like this song regardless You like it? You love daddy? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah What's yo' name? I am, Yosohn You love daddy? Yeah, I love daddy I ain't know the world was cold, I saw a murder at nine Still thought I was fine No wonder I played with cap guns all the time Can't make new friends, 'cause I lost all of mine It's a blessing to be alive, that's why I strive [Verse 2] It's a cold city, windy, even the hoes gritty Watch out these hoes tricky, nobody owe pity Ain't no more OG's cause most ni**as told and them ni**as old b*tches Gotta go on a hit with two 30's or more cause most ni**as roll with 50's Whole city got a brand new wave of Glizzy, now them b*tches came with switches When the fu*k they bring out them editions, man this sh*t gettin' fishy The police still too quick to kill us when we look suspicious They tryna knock me off my square, but I've been in stiff positions No coincidence I got here from there cause I'm just a gifted ni**a Doing 150 in a Urus carefully tryna miss collision I'm strapped, it's easy to get whacked, I make a split decision And 'Sohn he miss me cause I lost my vision, damn Yeah I know you want that, man these ni**as trippin' Holding in that stress, and DMX, I get to slippin' Fell in with the opioids and I started clickin' out Always angry with my girl cause I felt like she b*tchin' out I was just swimming with sharks before I walked up in the house Know this pain lay deep inside of me, I just can't get it out, so now I feel like shootin' You can't wait to let it out too, yeah I feel like you In a fight with my anxiety, I feel like Juice [Outro] And I beat the streets, man Not by coincidence, it's because I embraced it Like, all the toughest sh*t I been through in my life, I took it Head on, I ain't complain about it, man, you know what I'm sayin' It actually get greater, later