I started from nothing, Walking around with a sack on my back, Constantly back packing, Because that money I be lacking, Can’t believe I really came up from nothing, My momma was starving every night I’m not even bluffing, Provided for her family, She put me before her, Didn’t have a whip, No Ford Explorer, Chasing the guap like Dora, And that money I’m gonna adore, Cause everything in my life I worked for, As soon as I turn 18 I’m going straight out the door, To hop in the studio, Cause I can’t fuck with no moody hoe, If I get caught in the streets they gonna shoot me bro, Hearing shots you already know, These ni**as be so grimy and low, All I really can say is “Woah”, Once I drop an album there’ll be war on the streets, I already know, The bloods vs crips, I’m not talking about Pringle’s chip, Diving into the bloodbath, Don’t go down the wrong path, Or soon you’ll be facing gods wrath, Cause none of this shit adds up, Just do the math, I started from nothing, Walking around with a sack on my back, Constantly back packing, Because that money I be lacking, You’ll end up dead, These streets are deadly, Being like Dastardly, Constantly trying to fuck with me, Calling me racist, This shit ain’t Wacky Races, But why can’t they just let me be, And get off my ass, I be chasing green, Not talking about grass, And you’re bitch I could smash, But I haven’t got the guap yet, So imma pass. I’ve made many mistakes, Trying to reroute, No doubt, Rap my emotions, Not for clout, Drowning in pain, No way out, All I can do is shout, When we were broke, I thought it was the end, I will never ever send shots, I want all my kids to prosper, People think they know me, But they only know what I’ve done, Not where I begun, I got here with all work, No fun, I know who I am, I’m the one, Like Neo in the Matrix, I’ve been dodging shots, I’m about to be making bags, I’m talking about lots of Ps, Momma taught me to use my manners, Like “yes please”,