Check it, I grew up a fucking screw up
Got introduced to the game,
got a ounce and fucking blew up
Clopping rocks overnight
The nigga Jandro Smalls trying to turn into the black Sub-Zero
We had sell our hair to change our description
Two weaves is on the milk box missing
Show they toes you know they got
stepped on
A fist full of bullets, a Thoracic
full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm
too fat
I fuck around and catch a
asthma attack
That's why
I bust back, it don't phase me
When
he drop, take his saddle, and I'm Swayze
celebrate my escape, sold the crocks, bought some weight
Laid back,
I got some fences to jump, motherfucker
And still I'm having memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
As I laugh pushing the gas when my
rocket blast
We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
In the dark when we
survived through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these
Molecule Men
And these juniors they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies now the whole Marvel Cinematic Universe trying to screw me
even the RacistGAF tried to sue me
So what can I do but stay true,
sipping soju's a brewing
now the
medias trying to test me got the press asking questions about that imitator, trying to stress me
misery is all I see, thats my
mind's state
My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate
Ma jobber man had 2 strikes, slipped, got
arrested and flipped
He screamed
'Thug Life!' and emptied the clip
gots
tired of
running from the police