People would stare at me,
my dad didn't care for me
Thank God for Toy Dawkins,
Bloodshed was there for me,
when death was lookin' in
Argued with Grandpa Jerry,
Ain't fuck with Cousin Joe,
They wouldn't give me work,
cause I was nice and bald
working out with barbells
Then me and Hud bought 50 grams,
Bullets be smuggling, I was struggling
Rapping, playing ball, plus hustling
AJ held the guns, he'll still clap for me
Shout to Chasity, her sister Daphne
They drove across the bridge
Let me speed up the story
Finally got a deal, more like a tragedy
Good lookin' Lance Rivera,
But I get money on these streets,
Ac tually, the mannequin rich
just gave some smack to me
Duke the God chopped it up
hit the button, stock it up
I was wildin' man and got
on how the funding for Dipsa was built
Why they give me these odds,
this goddamn city of odds
Still I drove off in the prettiest cars
Shut a motherfuckin' tear in
You wasn't there, you wasn't there
Tito popping, you was there
A .O. British, you was there
Black and Dawn, you was there
That little 2 bedroom in Ohio
That townhouse in Chicago
John Banger, you was there
Oh yeah, Pop Joe, Columbus, Ohio, baby
Ayo, Leslie, we ain't here datin' now
Yo, Trees, I ain't do Cincinnati filthy
Ayo, what up that west side, yo, Duke
Fuck outta here if I fuck around and cry here,