Chorus 'pendent my Nigga. Stepping my Nigga. Maybe Imma die in the streets. Thats why my ass independent My Nigga. Stepping my Nigga. Maybe Imma die in the streets. Thats why my ass independent. 1st Ey, that's why my ass independent. Lived a hard life, it was perfect. My Pop's home girl she was pregnant. Then she gave birth to a legend. Homies getting lost in the game, I'm staying in my lane Nigga who am I to judge. We all were coming up, it was love. If you show me hate you touched. I left my baby mama for the pussy yo. Told her dude let's duel like I'm Yu-Gi-Oh. Though I treat her like a dime, she a ruby though. She would poison everybody on a cooking show. I ain't tripping though, Nigga I can drop a planet on your tippy toes. Phinna get him knocked out with a bleedy nose. My girl's 24 karats on her pinkie toes. Such a kinky hoe.