verse 1 young roddy and i m just trying to get rich my nigga uh riding round with my tooley sipping on that bobby brown rest in peace to big hooley rest in peace to michael brown hands up and my face down but the cops might still shoot me i gave the world my lifestory but they still don t know route the ruler damn i m just trying to stay focused tired of seeing my niggas caged and i know they tired of that been grinding way too long god damn i m just trying to get over trying hide my pain shit just hope nobody don t notice they try and kill my pride man they try to fuck me over got a gold chain on my neck i got a stone chip on my shoulder i m a trill nigga thats trill shit my mama raised a soldier my pops left told me i d comprehend when i got older boy what that is that ain t good sense boy fuck that shit i m a hood nigga that hood shit in my blood say a prayer for a real nigga they say the good die young a bitch nigga get jacked quick but i ain t never jacked my plug all they know is sippin that henny all we know is smokin on blunts i fell off like a few times but i got my money back up man they love it when you piss poor shit they hate to see you come up they hate it when you bounce back got mad loot i started from scratch all we know is flippin that what all we know is shippin them packs i thank god for this rap shit i came a long way from that trap the devil always workin almost knocked me off my track got a bad bitch on the west coast and she always smokin that gas i beast mode in that pussy she came first and i came last got a hot bitch on the east coast her head fire she deepthroat she strip to make a little extra say she got money but need more but ain t nothing like a southside bitch who was raised up on that g code she smoke good she fuck good bitch even wrap them kilos she learned it from her brother told me if she ever need man she ll whack a nigga no frontin shorty thats my niggas yah shorty keep it one hundred she compliment my hustle she the extra piece to my puzzle if you dont feel me then fuck ya uh but pardon my french my niggas i m just trying to get rich my nigga its jet life to my next life bitch its jet life to my next life better straighten up she better straighten up this bitch losing her balance she trying to get to my castle she wanna fuck a nigga on camera soo woo 31st i do my shit for that manor i was raised round that red rag if you bitch made then you a dead man jigga gave you that blueprint me i gave you that good sense i only talk mathematics spitta gave you that stoned immaculate uh i m just trying to get rich my nigga bitch pardon my french my nigga its jet life to my next life bitch its jet life to my next life2