I'm the type gon' shine without the sun on me I know niggas died with they gun on 'em Trying to escape my past and get away from it Still having dreams about the hood, I'm way in California Know you wonder how life is, I wanted you right here I figured I was wasting time I got cubans on my neck and pointers in my ear I thought that it would make you mine But I been ballin' without you, I stayed true Ain't speakin' to no opps, even if my name was Jesus In jail ain't smoke, no paper poute, I hop out with this K too In Atlanta with them shooters, thought I told you I was brave too Coupe ain't got no ceilings but my nigga shot like Babe Ruth Ain't gon' lie I mis you but I know that I can't save you I can't even count on both my hands for how many times I forgave you, love You see the pain all through my bracelet, lot, yeah Do two-hundred in that Lamb, put that bitch on Broadway Go to court and they deny it, that shit come with heartache A nigga real, they can't deny it I care nothin' what the blogs say Them youngins quick to take your route they care nothin' 'bout no car bait These niggas standin' on they lies, how fuck they sleepin'? Youngin got bodies on that blick but he still keep it Came out that dirt, came out that mud I'm shinin' for a reason I was blind, they never tried it, come up from the cement Know they thought I'd be a bum, them foreign cars beepin' If we was in a race to hatin', them niggas would've beat me Industry know my flow is sick but they can't find a treatment Industry full of haters, would've told the doctors keep me I feel like Kay Flock, it's designer murder when you see me I sling that chopper in a outfit that I brought from Lenox I came from nothin' I spend four-hundred on Versace beanies I keep that nine all in the club, a Gilbert Arenas Get low and laugh to the bank, I run with hyenas Michelle Obama at a two but got ass like she Trina My niggas hustlers, you wonderin' why is my team up? Ain't have to give 'em shit they find 'em a plug and they re-up [?] on my ass, I had to start swipin' this Visa Lil Shank keep slangin' iron, I'm thinkin' he thinkin' it's legal E-V-I-L, turned it backwards and I told my niggas to live Dodge the case, dodgin' a cell Know if we go back they gon' try keepin' us in there Promethazine, it ain't good for my health Waste a cup of lean and I seen blood everywhere, yeah I'm gonna move smart, that's what I told my mama Ayy, Forgiato tires, a nigga come from trauma Them boys gon' walk up or run down, either one