Uh nobody you know what I'm sayin'
Nobody nobody thought a nigga
Would be right here though you know
That shit make like that shit make
That shit make a difference in me and you
You was supposed to be here nigga
Nigga I wasn't 'posed to be
In this motherfucker
Man you know what I'm sayin'
Give all the glory to god and hard work
But you niggas gotta respect this shit
You know what I'm sayin'
I'm straight from the
Where I'm at? Where I go?
How did I get here?
Walk around with a smithfield
I'm from the south had a gold grill
Remember doin' shows in mobile
Go against me and it's roadkill
Wakin' up to see the sunrise
I turned five I got baptized
We was livin' up in college park
Midnight heard the gunfight
Playin' football at forest park
Gresham park where your moment get defined
The story of my life
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme
Have you ever done time?
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds
Confinement mind
How you feelin' when you face a dime?
The truth be told
I'm supposed to be locked up and dead cold
In the mind of an old white man
The black man soul
Felt like I was born on mars
Everybody starin' too hard
They didn't really think I was a star
Then I fucked around beat the odds
How did I get right here?
Neck wrist on chandelier
Made me wanna drop some tears
Thankin' god that I switched gears
I'm from another lightyear I'm a martian
One third of a human just partial
I'm the sergeant the captain the marshal
I start to barf it was too much potion
Too fast everything in slow motion
I get the cash and my money keep grossin'
Popped a bottle champagne we toastin'
Suicide doors on the coupe when they open
They didn't believe in me
Check the stats number one you see
I bet my haters can't breathe
Nigga don't even compare to me
Street niggas we rare unique
We can fuck 'em by the pair by the three
Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat
I'm from the a I love your ass it's a peach
Where I'm from niggas cash don't lease
Where I'm from the stick's on the backseat
Where I'm from police put you six feet
A lot of bums and they sleepin' on the street
Yeah yeah that's at home
Nigga go back to your fam'
Where you dead wrong
Miss my dawg dead and gone
I can hear his voice telling me don't go along
Yeah the money can't fix that
Dirty money had to rinse that
I try my hardest not to look back
Not too long ago a nigga would've took that
This for my niggas had to cook packs
Million dollar trap fall 'cause of one rat
Yeah ain't no comin' back
How I made it out the jungle yeah
Without a scratch
Where I'm at? Where I go?
How did I get here?
Walk around with a smithfield
I'm from the south had a gold grill
Remember doin' shows in mobile
Go against me and it's roadkill
Wakin' up to see the sunrise
I turned five I got baptized
We was livin' up in college park
Midnight heard the gunfight
Playin' football at forest park
Gresham park where your moment
Get defined
The story of my life
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme
Have you ever done time?
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds
Confinement mind
How you feelin' when you face a dime?
The truth be told
I'm supposed to be locked up and dead cold
In the mind of an old white man
The black man soul
Baptized at first baptist church
The pastor name was reverend johnson
Chastised his shirt and matchin' shoes
But had to front it never bothered him
Hurt his pride but he swallowed it
Dirt is all that he spotted
And in the dirty south where bodies pilin' up
So high they block the birds
And rerouted 'em
Plenty murderers had observers but
You never heard a peep out of them
So many funerals it ain't enough numerals
To keep count of them
Look I'm just settin' the scene
Back when I stared at the phone as
I'm lettin' it ring
Another collector they leave us a message
My mama in deficit must intervene
I bust out the seams
I'm gettin' too big for these britches now
I invest in the dream I'm destined for green
I got superstar dick for these bitches now
I got superstar dick for these bitches now
And I think about that when I dig 'em out
Where I'm at? Where I go?
How did I get here?
Walk around with a smithfield
I'm from the south had a gold grill
Remember doin' shows in mobile
Go against me and it's roadkill
Wakin' up to see the sunrise
I turned five I got baptized
We was livin' up in college park
Midnight heard the gunfight
Playin' football at forest park
Gresham park where your moment
Get defined
The story of my life
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme
Have you ever done time?
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds
Confinement mind
How you feelin' when you face a dime?
The truth be told
I'm supposed to be locked up
And dead cold
In the mind of an old
White man the black man soul