Key: C minor
Verse 1
Am
D
Am
I'm the nigga,
I'm the nigga niggas think of
When they think of niggas
who really do this shit
Who really been in that place, uh
Can you imagine, having a dream
and they come and snatch it
Get locked up, come home on parole,
then you go back in
And my mind, my life flashin',
replayin',
them nights trappin'
Thinkin' back,
we served food out the window,
like White Castle
Imagine, nine years old,
separated from the home
The world put a weight on my
mother's shoulder
she couldn't hold 21,
two kids on her own but wasn't grown
We look for love in other places
when they don't come from home
I was counted out but now go do
the math and numerals
Doing backflips, grace,
say you were natural
You straight when everything that you state
is true and factual
Never asked for the hand you was dealt,
they threw it at you
Imagine being quoted by legends,
let it be noted
Who rather not give me credit
D
Am
instead of saying I wrote it
I noticed this game's shifty,
but focus, just stay with me
I promise to transform these Hondas
to great Bentleys
Imagine,
hands that the gun bending
Your life would take a turn
either way in one minute
Had to tie them loose ends up,
business was unfinished
Imagine, how we ran around
with ratchets religiously
Sold cracks individually,
from a trapper who christened me
Now my bitch from South America,
my jacket from Italy
That Bitcoin movin' faster
than my last batch
Next flip, I might triple up
with the NASDAQ
Follow you to the stash, then we crash that
Kill you, then pay for the funeral,
I'm a class act
don't call the shooters,
pull up two texts deep
You know I got the beef covered
like the 2XT
Leave the booth, then move the juice,
I'm the new SP
From the tenements, moms hustlin',
officers hoverin',
stuck in this complex,
everyday we was strugglin',
took a piece then I doubled it,
the cash fell in love with it,
switchin' phones cause they buggin',
I'm the duck in the government
This, this another body,
pull a Coruscant,
call a coroner,
tell him call a Florissant,
tote in the HK,
I put the Taurus up,
jump off the tour,
then hit the corner, pick a quarter up
Blood, sweat,
and prayers since Turner wins
The drug gang took me,
then I earned my ends
The rap gang took me,
then it turned my friends
I was just next up, and it's my turn again
Shit, thought he was my dog,
till he showed his flaws
Am
Fuck it, cut him off, nigga, cut the cord
Know that I'm a boss, fuck it,
cut the cord
Diamonds in the cross,
dripping like it's Voss
Fuck about a hater, I'ma turn the page
Am
I just burnt the plug, then I burnt the stage
I'm burnin' three grand
plus my bitch burnin' stage
Gettin' money was hard
till I learnt the maze
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