I been waiting on this moment for my Whole life I’m made for it feels so right Remember days when I would pray And beg the lord for better days And change my ways I was close to Taking my own life They say it’s love when they be hatin You the whole time I love my dawgs cuz they ain’t ever on No hoe time I got my own glow why would I take Yo shine Cuz can’t nobody intervene with you And yo time We hustled til the sun came up And vowed to never let the fame or The change ever change us My patna got it and he changed up Now I can’t fuck with that nigga Cuz ass kissin just ain’t us I thank the lord the music saved us We always got it out the mud cuz That’s the shit that always made us I see it all and it’s finally clear Feelin Alive bc my time shit is Finally here Even though they say we movin wrong We gon keep on hustlin all night long Even when they start actin different Them niggas mad cuz we winnin over here They know it’s our year Mane I grew up on that west side Up the street from telfair I wrote rhymes on my bedside With dreams of going elsewhere I grew up with no health care Salt water for that strep throat Auntie was on welfare’s I But dem days were the best doe It was just me and Brodie’s in a small town tryin to find a way Wednesday’s at the bowling alley swear that was our hiding place To get away from all the stress our parents used to put on us Dem Gutter balls exemplified the gutter we was coming from picked on daily called a lame for being smart in school Had to find a outlet cuz that “gangsta shit” just wasn’t cool Told my pops I wanna rap I swear he didn’t believe in me But will and Lewis said I had a talent they could see in me I started writing gun bars. We thought they was dumb hard Just me and my homeboys. Posted up at Stubbs park Went by the name of young Hype All my rhymes was dumb tight I represent that dub south What you know about this dub life

The way you are it Left me scarred for life Winter 2012 a nigga just graduated Love is in the air Had my shawty infatuated Mama got me cryin “My baby I’m glad you made it” Pops got me focused “Be clear of the path you takin” Tryin to make my own way Figured ma and pops would help me As soon as I was out on my own Them niggas left me In those moments All I’m feelin is doubt “Take the titty out ya mouth Son figure it out” On top of being unfaithful And gettin shit from my spouse The Commons CA bangin at my door And Kickin me out Tryin to keep a strong mind Like shit can’t get to me now But the way my folks left me hangin All I keep thinkin about I’m homeless with a degree I couldn’t figure it out Ain’t spoke to mama Been some months since I Been to the house As I sit on this couch Stargle passin the loud Praying for that new apartment He keep asking about... Picking hoes up in Cetta Pontiac And fuckin all night with no sleep Like an insomniac To she I wasn’t loyal And our bond I never honored that The Honda done but mama Talkin bout she want it back Plus they got a new whip apiece When the new shit released Now I know why they ain’t Do shit for me Got a new job they still tried to Take more from me Til I filed my own taxes Bitch I Ain’t no dummy That ain’t you money Why y’all tried to claim Me on ya taxes Like I ain’t 23 Why y’all never taught me that shit Bc y’all both a leech And out for self I didn’t matter On the real I’m supposed to be Living in wealth Gettin my cash up Had to grow into a life I’m unprepared for I only learned to watch the People that you care for Time after the time y’all showed ya True colors so therefore It ain’t no way that I could care more It ain’t no way that I could honor y’all You raised me up to tear me down Man I’m so tired of y’all There’s plenty days I’m feeling down Y’all rather watch me fall And had the nerve to say I’m using Y’all is truly false Feel like I’m through with y’all I’m sure y’all did the best you could But when I think about it Y’all was aware of all ya actions So I really doubt it And the issues that y’all have with Me I swear you got it Stuck in the mud Prayin I get out it You left me scarred for life Told me I was a star in your eyes But then you made it hard to fight You made it hard to fight The way you are it left Me scarred for life

In my mind I be by my lonely Niggas only want ya shine What my mama told me Pay attention to they eyes You can tell they phony Got that nigga crucified from the Way he crossed me In my mind I be by my lonely Niggas only want ya shine That’s What my mama told me In they eyes You can tell they phony Got that boy crucified from the Way he crossed me In a world of contradictions Folks’ll claim to be your friend but On the low the plot against ya Turn around and play the victim I don’t mean to be facetious, but You can gone with that weak shit Soon as you paid they need shit Most of these niggas is leeches Transparent I was see through Lesson learned I had to teach you Did whatever just to please you Always saw you as my equal How could you be so deceitful You need me. ion need you. You did me bad but I keep cool In the past I had to leave you Even ya family will treat you different To find the real ones just pay attention and know the difference These ill guys will kill vibes but chill 5 Cuz real eyes will realize the real lies You was my rider Found out you was slimy Tried to do me dirty But it’s cool Bitch I ain’t no fool You just wasn’t worthy Of my love you wasted my time I ignored the signs You was my guy I saw all the lies But I acted blind Grab my 9 and With this piece of mine I get piece of mind See me now you know you foul Can’t even look me in my eyes You crooked in my eyes That shit was a blessing in disguise But sometimes I sit and cry Cuz you not loyal by my side Yeah yeah I looked at you just like a bruddah Brought you in my house You was like a 2nd son to my mother Friendship turnin sour Even though you snaked me I still love you I said even though you snaked me I still love you

Gotta go and get the bag Want my cash way long Been recording all day in the lab Making songs (ima tear that pussy up) Got my shawty waiting for me In the bed back home Get me lit Give her dick feel it in her back bone (You know ima beat it up) Two blunts two shots of the crown Got a hand fulla ass Know it’s bout to go down (ima tear that pussy up) Told her talk to me dirty while I Give her that dick Once I pull up to the crib Shawty know what it is (You know ima beat it up) She hit me up on the late night tip Talkin bout she in need of some of That late night dick She fine as fuck ass, waist, eyes, lips I told her I’m on the way and rolled a J right quick We doing freaky ass shit That we don’t speak about Toot that ass in the air so I can eat it out I know her job done had her stressed But we gon freak it out I got her feenin for the sex She say she need it now I Got my finger in her ass while I suck on that pussy Lick her clit and Playin with her G Spot got Her gushin Gave me the ass so I took it Hit from the back while she lookin She been cravin for the dick And I know just where to put it She got fye throat Slow deep strokes make her eyes roll She can’t leave it alone Grip her neck smack her ass Let her know what I’m on And when she call my phone I already know why she want

I’m from da dub if you ain’t know I know they tired of me saying that I went and blew me a Bankroll Only took a few days and I made it back I’m on a mission to make more I know you see it they hatin that Movin to places you can’t go Elevatin to places they ain’t at All of the talk I ain’t studdin that Secure the bag and I run it back I run it back like a running back Run up that sack and they lovin that All of the talk I ain’t studdin that Secure the bag and I run it back I run it back like a running back Run up that sack and they lovin that All of the talk I ain’t studdin that These niggas mad Cuz I’m coming from da dub And everybody showing love They going out sad Now they sayin that’s it’s up I really couldn’t give a fuck Bitch I’m in my bag Catch me rolling with my cuz In other words I’m with thugs Get put in a bag Cuz niggas be killin for fun I say the word and ya done I hit a lick ha yeah I’m talkin real real real big You mad cuz she left and I’m Fuckin her good I bet you real real real sick Me and my lil cousin Was up in that hood Believe we was trained to go Was lookin for sex and Fuckin on hoes Came out the west I jumped Off the porch and Moved from Pote Up to the chuck I get the love I give it up I’m from the dub It’s in my blood You fw us You get lit up These niggas mad cuz we Winnin They mad cuz I brag a lil different Want that whip with them racks in the middle How can I chase the bag if I’m in it???

We some big shots Tryin to get big knots Blow a bag got that gas In a ziploc Pop my shit I Ima big shot Ball hard rock stars We the SlipKnot It’s the Big Show Anytime I hit the stage You know it’s lit bro I give em hell (That’s me you smell) Cuz I’m the shit bro Shawty told me she Knew I was poppin from the get go They say that I’m blessed Got em investing like I’m crypto If you didn’t know. I’m the truth Need a bag for a show Ain’t bout no cash then we don’t move I grabbed deezy from the streets Told Em he had to hit the booth Got em mad cuz we the truth Hoe Kiss my ass what you can do I’m a Big shot. Robert Horry They love my story You worried You music boring I’m Outchea touring Killin festival after festival The fans adore me Ain’t no threat from you I’m smoking vegetables livin in my glory Talkin Big Shots But it's rarely I miss I'm from a city me and Jah bout Big as it gets Came up from hustlin Lotta thuggin and kickin and shit Whoever knew that bad ass nigga Grow up and be this I used to house cocaine Now I'm a household name Chef Deezy people know me By my white folks name Mr. Carter typa shit'll get You further have you take a trip To Florida turn around and get you Slaughtered in that order I'm action Jackson in this bitch Mean I'm actually the shit I just be baggin up them zips While yo hoe gaggin on my dick Got a passion to get rich Whether in trafficking these bricks Or in the stu with Raw C producing And mastering these hits Big shot bitch I been that Shit you saving I can spend that It's Kyrie with the 3 Season over time to end that Disagreements lots of grieving but They concur after Too busy feasting to be beefing With unheard rappers

I said the ladies love me like I’m big papi Big checks hoe I been bout it Never gave af how you whores feel Even Orville know I been poppin No nail tech flow been polished Drink my water now my skin poppin Ridin round in a big body With the 10s knockin (Where you goin?) Boy Im on Linwood rollin. Bout to pick up hoe up Flip the packs get the cash Gotta get my dough up 245 and I gotta meet my quota Got the club going dumb Showing out when we show up Wait Want me on stage get ya dough up Pay me This is top tier you should know us Baby Posted by the stage for a close up The quality got everybody on us She love the spirit inside of me She fw me for the quality I just be smokin a lotta trees Hit up my dawg for the quality Packs goin two for the five piece They fw me for the quality I hit a lick I’m so proud of me I hit a lick I’m so proud of me I just met this shawty from Cuba BBW cute with a fupa Baby gorgeous af and she cool but I heard She fucked the gang That’s a crew cut But I’m grown ain’t got Time for the rumors... Really I couldn’t give two fucks I let her drive the throat like a Supra We be under the sheet like we klu klux I’m tryin to stack me a few bucks And get my mama a crib You should quit plotting and Watching my moves bruh Ain’t got time for The drama and shit Get a new whip For my father n shit We want the money Alotta the shit Servin exotic That quality shit ...I give you that quality bitch

It’s been a minute since I Gave you a Lil gaze of this glow I been grindin for a million Gettin paid for these shows Still bout it from the city of The J’s and girbauds Talk shit you gon have to Get ya face off the floor Dub side to the chuck town I get love now Told my brothers that we up now And it’s stuck now Hear them shots when they buck Out better duck down Niggas dissin’ til I buss out Like Nigga what now?!! Here I go Here I go BITCH Here I go Here I go Bitch Yeah My trunk banging the best My terrain was the west Nowadays if you test They put them thangs to yo chest Give em propane stayin in my lane I’m a vet She give me slow brain bae I can’t refrain from the sex Bitch I’m certified Never had to claim me a set South side to the ville My name rang in the ‘jects Heard some niggas wanna stop me Tryin to knock my off my pivot Cuzo chopper get to spittin Everybody get to dippin I ain’t trippin tell em Get right Wait for em. Sit tight Ain’t no need for clips Bitch we live for a fist fight Doin all that barking til this bite Make me get byke Hearing round town I’m The one that they dislike?!!!