[Intro:]
Hey y'all
(musicians, musicians, musicians)
D Rock D Rock
[Chorus:]
A lot of n*ggas hating when they wanna be me
Hoes go crazy when them b**hes see me
Started on the block and now that I'm on TV
A whole lot dumber yelling free me
Yelling free me
No more deadly cops running from the DC
Kids growing up and they wanna be me
Just like my homies [?]
[Verse 2:]
Consequences when you in the streets
Gotta always keep a pistol when you in a beef
I saw a n*gga get a meal and lost it in a week
Same n*gga sleep on your couch will k** you in your sleep
It's a cold world but I done seen it all
Sometimes you gotta ride with no team at all
You can have the pa**ion
You can dream it all
Believe in God and you can fly with no wings at all
Have my own back
Moved my own stack
Before rap, real rap, I had my own track
From fist fights to shoot outs
I had my own strap
Life front you the worth but
I got my own back
Yeah I got my own back
Ten toes n*gga's been hoes
These b**hes beggin I just give em NOs
Lookin Cali top down n*gga as the wind blows
[Chorus]