Where I Came From

paper chasing days of an old time hustler started from the bottom just a regular customer when you walking these streets just be sure to not get comfortable that rocket is heavy with that clip you know is stacked pop off some shots gave your granny a heart attack whipping work in the pot can't give you that kettle back flooding them streets getting my money stacked second chances don't exist fuck around if ya want you'll suffer the consequence and get gunned down in the slums I wanted my plugs paper I knew that from day one so I got mini pack and blew up just like that road trips to Atlanta spending band's till they snapped 3 phones in so you I'm waist deep I can't recall when somebody helped me had them runners on deck so I got to buy them cleats no more nights in jail I paid to keep the squad free days turned to weeks weeks into years paid the cost to be a boss so for me no more tears it takes someone special just to learn how to survive you take it one step further and you learn how to thrive I now know that I'm chosen cause I'm on the other side my squad stand on bidness safe to say they chosen too if you can't help yourself how the fuck we sposed to help you? my network stay increasin while yours be depleatin ain't got time for all that drama bank account just stay bleeding godfather goals so I keep the family close yall spend ya money on toys but me I buy the toast plus all these bars are mine I don't believe in goasts.