i’m locked in this lifestyle , i’m stuck in a trance im in love w the streets , it’s a working romance Lord knows i been sinnin i jus hope he understand know you got me thru them dark times even tho ian been prayin & all i know is gang ian neva had a friend we needed help they never lended us a hand we had to fight for what we got they never gave us a chance ian neva touch a G , but know i’m messing  up these bandsss I had so many open cases i was living reckless I used to hustle for a mil , remember things was hectic ion know what’s wrong i’m jus bipolar man this stuff depressing plotting death all the way home, i got so many questions i shed tears for the gang so bitch you gone respect it if you gotta problem like a stylist bro we gone address it i need that spot right at the top i can’t settle for second my neck & wrist drip vvs’ this shit been a blessing when i was 10 my momma told me “ i knew you was destined” my family proud of me i made mistakes & learned my lessons