Life has some hard knocks My city we got hard blocks Run to the corner atore to cop some hard rocks Running round the streets just in our socks Sell a couple pounds to get up on our knots Ill never sell my soul like ye did Im just a rave kid From the veg kid Run this town like jay did Not trynna be the eat up off another niggas plate kid Dont try to come up on my wealth you dont know where i stay bitch Fiens crave shit So i take advantage cause i gotta get paid big Had to get my weight up So i could make that layup Trynna find a cool bitch so we can lay up Roll a couple jays up