Ayy, bitches said I changed up, I just got my change up 'Member I was starvin', makin' niggas give they chains up Used to be a nobody 'til I got my name up Hit the sucker side with big guns, blowin' brains up Singin' them my song, 'member niggas used to hang up Now they come around 'cause a nigga got his fame up No security, so a nigga got a thang tucked Bitch, I'm from the 6, you diss the block, you gettin' flamed up I'm still up on the same shit, down for another stick Should be doin' life, I'm activated and I pull skits Ain't takin' disrespect, that nigga trippin', watch his dome split Rowdy young nigga, daddy died, I had to spill shit Death to my opponents, better pray I'm kept inside a cell Twenty-five to life, I'll take that before I'm sent to hell Scary when I'm hungry, knock you down for a plate of food Remember bein' broke, robbin' niggas for they tennis shoes Sneakin' out the house, now I'm callin' mama on collect This the life I chose, sorry, mom, know you tried your best Came a long way, now I got diamonds drippin' off my neck Still'll hit the sucker side, bounce out and leave a mess No pass gang, if he slippin', six to the chest Ten toes down, never switchin', that's until the end I know my judge mad, she try to break me, I could never bend No new niggas, I'll make money 'fore I make a friend Free all of my niggas that went down for a homicide Nigga should've known fuckin' with us make your mama cry Real ball player, what you know about them wicked nights? Team full of killers, you can't hang if you ain't took a life I'm activated, hard-headed, P.O. mad she can't lecture me Pistol on my side, I'll be damned they take my breath from me Judge tryna throw away my life and let it get to me Ain't trippin', though, I'm proud of what I did, I'll say it faithfully He claimin' he an opp, he ain't finna die peacefully The shit I done done'll leave a nigga scarred mentally You could be standin' right here and won't be feelin' me There's been a couple times where they almost got the best of me December 22nd, '03, mama birthed a demon Type to bag a nigga broad day and won't need a reason Masked up, purgin', summertime is the greatest season Leave a nigga leakin', six shots, now he ain't fuckin' breathin'