niggas could no longer use or abuse me And then they would fold Then they'd get mad like it wasn't their actions That caused my reaction like Nigga you bold This for the gang And all of my brothers that's moving their shit On the low for their mothers They're post in the cut Three in the morning Low key you be wondering if they still love us Start swimming with sharks And they'll say that you moving different But you cannot risk going under I eat in my slumber I'm getting chicken regardless As long as I stay doing numbers Been taking risks and look where it got us my nigga I'm still taking more Can't trust a nigga with work If he be off a perc When supply and demands at the door Got to be careful when moving out here Because niggas will turn on you quick Turn on you blick We're from a city where winter will take your soul over And make it as cold as a brick I was upstate they just told me to sit Given one call had to think of it quick Wasn't a need for no meds when we fumbled the pack But still you can bet niggas was sick Niggas moved west Chris got a kid Sun keeps on rising it is what it is The opps couldn't see us through all of the tints Well aware of the walk ups we know when to blink I don't need proof I just wish Cali's feet never had drifted up off of that roof Up in the ceilings where still niggas feel him It feels like Katrina when feelings come through I gave people second chances Even though they were moving out here trying to plot Know it be hurting my soul When I hear that my auntie is still lighting Up on that rock Got to cop at least three if you're calling me now Swear that all of that club shit is boring me now If they need motivation Recording me now Put a price on that white instead of pouring it out We was from Queens Thought we was kings Between a rock and a hard place look what it did Rocafella how we getting these spins Feelin like Jordan need all of these rings They caught in the system Lost in the mentions All of this weight and I ain't even benching Didn't put all of this work in for bands nigga I need estate I need a pension The scale never lied It just keep it a buck Used to rock Polo Rugby in the cut All black beretta leave dude in a crutch Pull it like Dame boy they know that I'm clutch