Just a youngin from da stop u kno i got dem bands now
n***** hatin on me so we gotta kill yo mans now
got bout 3 hours u betta come n get yo mans now
Tell me how u feel knowing dat yo bitch in my benz
Like oh my god
who dat is
Look like dat one ni*** dat owe me sum bills
Oh naw
Blood gon spill
Tony said is bout time we go hit a drill
kno da deal
Came from Eastwood murdaworth ak da field
Yea we here
Dont come to my hood cus we shoot u in yo hip
Den we dip
Sed u wanna ride along punch u in yo lip
How u feel
Wtf u thought dis was ni*** you kid
Sed he is
Boy you cappin’, you ain’t built like this
Talkin’ crazy on the net but you ain’t in the mix
When it’s time to stand tall, you don’t exist
I’m legit
Came up hungry, now the whole team lit
Used to post on the block, now we takin’ trips
From the stoop to the stage, made a lane from grit
How you mad?
I was broke, now I’m poppin’ them tags
Used to pray for a win, now I’m poppin’ my bag
Every loss that I took, turned it into a bag
Oh you tough?
Why you freeze when the pressure get rough?
I was down bad, had to tighten it up
Now the same ones that doubt tryna line it up
No more plays
I ain’t stuck in them old dark days
Put the pain in the booth, let it echo for days
Now the crowd scream loud when they hear my name
From the field
Had to hustle, had to make it real
Eastwood nights, yeah that pain was real
Now it’s bright lights, big checks, big deals
You kid
Thought the grind was a joke we did
I was ten toes down when it all went dim
Now I shine so hard, make the whole room squint
Bands now
They like “how he get them bands now?”
Same hunger, just a bigger plan now
Same youngin’, just the man now
YN_Meeky
