I grew up on the south side of reston ,
I know I ain’t been perfect
I hope that they accept me in heaven ,
Every loss that I have taken
I have turned to a lesson ,
They told me work for the county
And go earn me a pension ,
I know it’s a blessing
Why it’s gift wrapped in spikes
I guess that I’ll never guess it
I think that Moneys made for happiness
So I never stress it
Turns out that you was right
I gotta give you your credit
That’s how I feel and now I really expressed it
That’s how I feel
You know I’m keep it real
I was out there baggin Safeway
To get me a meal
I stole my mothers Xanax just to see how it feel
Im breakin down with my homies just to show em I’m real
I was only fourteen and addicted to pills
You getting money all they see is the bills
They don’t notice what you going through or care how you feel
Tell the truth I wanted bodies I was craving to kill
Just to prove that I’m the hardest and to show em I’m ill
Just to prove that I’m the smartest when I’m out in the field
Crooked teeth I always wanted some grills
That crooked smile never worked you’ll never know how I feel
The pain would always fade away when I was out in them hills
Lil e but I could never be lil
Boss man when I was making them deals
Some people wanted money
I just wanted the real
I Couldn’t get no clothes for school
So I wanted steal
Looking up to my pops who was beating my mother
Watched another man step up who was feeding my brother
I was fuckin with a bitch
And we was robbing each other
Of the truth and of our heart
I still thought that I loved her
I was fuckin on the bunnies
Cause they brought me to school
I got the baddest bitch around
But I was playing it cool
My name holds some weight
Like the weight of a pool
A couple times I was played like a fool
I’m honest
If you ask me then I’m telling the truth
Tripping off the acid
I was fighting a goof
Fats pistol whipped
hit em right in his tooth
Accused attempted murder
They was lackin the proof
The migos jumped my man
That was right in the coop
I was trynna keep the peace
I was right In the loop
But that time they crossed a line
Like a line on a hoop
They want a nickel bag for five
So I would serve em some poop
You thinking bout your future
I was think bout today
I was trapping out of Jersey Mike’s
To earn me a raise
I Met big Chris the plug
He swore I owed a eighth
I’ve always been good money
See it right in my face
They wanna paint me a villain
When I’m fighting my case
They wanna walk in my shoes
But they don’t know what it takes
I gotta sacrifice it all
Just to stay in my place
I keep my foot on the petal
I ain’t taking no breaks