back in the days

dont have a bad rap sheet im the street i keep it G undefeated ufc fighter since the beginning quick to take flight i be swinging never pull hair like bitches square up like a professional boxer i have 3 older brothers dont mean shit tho G wit it im the one that walks ahead of them still holding it down people quote ur sister has more balls than all u 3 put together i just give them a thumbs up say thats right stallions they taught me first class to be a fighter arriving late after party hoppin popular never hated until i hit past my 20s foos got it twisted didnt have a clue i was gifted thats when shit shifted i stay optimistic one of my bros used always chase me when he would spot me kicking it in the hood school hrs chillin in a alley bro ready to chin check me moms picture frames flying off the shelf holes in the fuckin hallway momma running out 3a.m. in the morning fuckin shook asking WTF is all this noise and rukus she couldnt separate us pick up the phone hear the dialing tone we check eachother calm the fuck down a police officer at our door. one on parole the other on probation they always blamed me not givin a fuck we hood as can be we remain that way authentically since the age of 13 droppin bitches helping them up 3 strikes ur done