imma street nigga, im here one second n da next minute im gone, i quit smokin didnt quit rappin, n now im back n im on, im still tha plug, n still a thug so bone bome bone bone, still gettin head in da backseat, of my mama charger. proathlete, no trackmeet, but its practice fo dat dome dome dome dome, next time dat u say my name mention it wit capone, escobar, el chapo gotti, biggie pac, n den tone, in da end zone, no flag now, no bag now but im strapped now, like life yungstaz, im surfin now wit my swag out n my cap down my chain tucked, yo bitch took,i fucked dat hoe wit her face down, this a new era like a fitted cap, so make room for my place now, fast forward my pace now, old sentence, no case now, same whip wit no Ls, im spacebound, no grey hound pick da pen up, n my mack down, my life be , on track now, got sat down, den stood up, all da real 1s put ya hood up get dis shit, understood bruh, couldn't be me if you could've, i felt pain, i know gain, nigga dis history in da woodwork, im buildin now, no tearin down, said im buildin now no tearin down, from sandy cross to black bottom to Smokey ridge to the fairground, my hair long, her hair down, you basic, I'm rare now,