its easy to get in trouble mama told me stay humble and i try to stay out the mix but its easy to get in trouble i m comin up hella quick my mama told me stay humble i m buzzin off of this reefer no molly get on my level another kid from the ghetto who used to pump at the telly trapped in the belly of the beast god help me obese i m only tryna eat ya ll feel me so will i make it out before them haters try to kill me or them cops try to nail me talkin reckless on the celly throw away the key and lock a nigga wit a celly in a cell this is hell man that shit will never fail been workin off my tail shake the dirt under my nails street pharmacist with no diploma from yale i mma street general it shouldn t be hard for you to tell that i m almost there i can feel it in the air if you ain t got no fresh kicks them hoes ll call you square but that was back then when they didn t want me now them hoes all on me and if i get some beats from ye and make my tape i wouldn t have been able to cop my rolly with that big face or been baby to buy my beemer with that template but im so underground way underground im hood bound that little block in kenner city where you cats could find me i shipped it off and got paid since lefted johnny i shot spalding ballin was my hobby they shot two but only to catch behind me thats wicked they lost they minds and can t find it ignant for a little paper they wild n sicknin they hoping i ll flop like vloddy gettin it shit everybody eatin in my squadron take your favorite rapper make lames about him i get the baddest bitches and get brains about em yeah im piffin till im gone i know thats wrong but back them they didn t want me know them hoes all they lost in this world i hope the lord got em tho they said i possed to be dead a long time ago i cannonballed in that money geronimo i stand tall in that pussy wit no problem tho and me no leprechaun just searchin for my pot of gold i serve cliental like holla back adios from duckin public cameras to cameos i serve grams for grands they don t hear me tho but as i spread my wings and straighten my halo i m tryna make my ends meet im bout my payroll but for them pesos they leave yo shirt tomato so get low and its still fuck them a holes them niggas can t hold me shout out to o j mayo them niggas can t guard me shout out to james harden and all this slick dissin only make me go harder but fuck em but back then they didn t want me now them hoes all lifee