this shit going kinda crazy

lot of them mad that they ain't me

on a bad picture will they paint me

now niggas tryna frame me

i just do it for the

i just do it for the kids whose momma's a rolling stone

been stuck no friends or a place to call a home

addiction's a b**h really

ruin thousands of lives in my city

i'm gonna bring it back to the backyard

barbecue twist the l's up

pouring forty ounces out for you

uh n**a wanna hurt me

do better why you laugh emoji

when your pockets broke as ever richer than my opps

are vegetarian with his letters

this a memoir to untold stories

the members that came for me

the shootouts over the blocks

the blocks that made all this money

i'm arguing doing numbers like it's one two three on me