Heard of me

I speak the truth in the booth I'ma demon in the streets

And if you got a problem wit me come and step to a g

The hard life that I lived made me hustle hard and kill

Nobody want to give it to me so I had to go and still

Selling everything I own homie just to pay a bill

Nobody really give a fuck got the fye i keep it tucked tell them boys to knuckle up

Situations gettin critical

I got a bullet here for every individual

I got a problem this shit is metaphysical

It's a condition it's turning real hibitual

The man that I turned to boy you could never be

They praise me in the streets I know that you done heard of me