Intro

I do it for the haves and the have nots

All he had was a half and a glass pot

Gotta race 'till he the first one with the last rock

Everyday you see his face just like a mascot

Trapping out the Honda, no he never had a stash box

Stuck to armed violence, that was at the last spot

Ever since a kid he seeing coke all around him

Born to hustle that's his only hope all around him

Went to school stylin', middle school's wildin'

He ain't care for school 'cause he knew his true talent

How he gon' survive in a world full of savages?

Born to get some money but'll, kill gotta balance it

He can't fold under pressure (Uh-uh)

Life full of challenges

'Cause he know how to move, he a fool with analysis

Seen dudes in a pool of his fluid leaking out of him

He breathing but his body cannot move like paralysis

Really seen catastrophes

I be rappin' average sh*t, homie had some tragedies

Probably why he act like this

But back to the sh*t at hand

Rap 'til you get advanced

Home's got a different plan with 550 grams

Strapped with it in his hand

Trap, just a ceiling fan

Finger on the trigger, take a tap just to kill a man

Push 'em to the limit, watch him snap just like any man

Steady poppin' percocet, he blacked off them milligrams

You don't live how he live, you don't feel the man

Ain't no lil' bitty pill just gon' heal a man

He can't chill he need a pill, guess he too militant (Uh)

Oh you just like us, they robbed you of your innocence, huh?

Real menaces we up like Dennises, huh

Played with pistols, we ain't have no Sega Genesis (Uh-uh)

No curriculum, can't punctuate our sentences or nothin'

N*ggas 'possed to been on prom, doing sentences (That's f*cked up)

Better get your bucks up

'Member I was f*cked up, daddy said I lucked up

But it wasn't no luck for us, nobody had nothin' for us

I was with some real n*ggas, but it wasn't enough of us

Held the whole hood down, n*ggas had to toughen up

He gangsta but can't ride with my crowd, he ain't rough enough

I'm humble but my city in a headlock and a uppercut

Don't talk about no millions or nothin' 'cause you ain't touch enough

My head race I'm riding alone

Just my mind and this chrome

Used to live in all apartments, now I'm riding to a home

And I spend like 1.5 on my diamonds alone

Only count on who gon' still be by my side if it's gone, just a hand full

You can't never have no win if your mans lose

Exploitation off your mans, that's a fan move

F&N have that man doing dance moves

Keep your friends cool, don't be no damn fool

Gotta stay ruthless in the streets 'cause ain't no damn rules

Just staying free, gave half a million to them damn jewels

Now why the club just let us in with all these damn tools and all these bamboos sticks

We ain't worried 'bout no opps, yeah, they could suck a d*ck

I just stayed a extra thirty minutes taking pics

Trigger happy, we been buyin' licks since jits

G-Money always been the one that had a sixth sense

We ain't never get pinched

No coincidence

We was supposed to get rich

'Cause we was meant for this

Now all we know arithmetic

But everybody with the sh*ts

I hope it ain't no incidents

'Cause everybody in some whips

And we'll trip, rip clips, flip sh*t, dip, split, switch whips with new tints like ain't sh*t happen

And it ain't no n*ggas in this sh*t doin' sh*t like this

Clique ain't no more room for you p*ssy boys

Quit rappin' (PTSD)