It's my time I stay on the grind all the homies know who I am everytime i come around pockets stuck on getting fatter I just ask them suckas what's a matter mind stuck on success I can't let my dreams shatter and they don't wanna battle I took the lead and I didn't it so frequently I did it to prove that I'ma G if you little niggas bout it I'm bout my game everyday much love to my homies threw every hood every way hundred round shots leave you down on the Hood I c you throwing up ur set aah nahh.... that ain't good I've been hustlen everywhere that I could I understand times get tuff and people fuck up God Ble M mlm ss the CloverGs I'm counting all thies niggas as they running up