Since day 1 I Ben a fuccin a problem Now I’m in the rap game spitting script Like a bible I’m Nigga run up on me I’m a slide him I never been the type a cat to talk about my problems Without my revolver Bacc in the day when I was just a young bucc blue shoe strings laced up in my blacc chucc we was crippin didn’t know wat kinda crips we was now we grown and we on 60s 43rds cant forget about all my niggas that be groovin rip tanc c free chubs and pookie Disrespect the gang then u must be stupid Last nigga did that ended up toothless I’m from Francis street we ruthless use to hang out with pat in front of miss Ruth shit she use to teach us kids to honestly do shit now we pimpin hoes out that bitch bitch Boomin Bacc in the day when I was just a young bucc blue shoe strings laced up in my blacc chucc we was crippin didn’t know wat kinda crips we was now we grown and we on 60s 43rds But on another note I’ma man first to protect fam I’ll put u in a hurst and I sayin this to sound gangsta in my verse I done been to tyc for letting that thang bursting aint ever been a killa I ain’t tripping either I’ll go to jail nigga but I ain’t snitching neither you other niggas get caught and you go to squealing just like a pig before the hot water start to skin him uncle Chody said being broke is a joke so I keep a bag stashed in case I gotta go it get real when they snitching to them folks got caught with some dope now they telling on they homies. shit these niggas jokes I’m telling u they phoney if it ain’t my ace or day 1 I’m by my lonely wait cant leave out big homie even though he 43rd my nigga never left me hungry