Here i stand a grown a** man
All by myself a grown a** man
A young n***a with some grown a** plans
But dont point fingers you dont know that man
You dont know his heart you dont know his pain
You ain’t lookin through that scope you dont know his aim
Minus all the videos, stickers and flyers
Most of these rappers are composed of lies
They can’t help it they need some help
Tell me what kind of n***a tell lies yourself
Then turn around and tell them same lies his fans
Disney world n***as in fantasyland
I came to wake ya n***as up ya must be dreamin
Your sh** ain’t addin up you ain’t what you seemin
You n***as outta order like soda machines
And jeezy keep the colder like soda machines
Yeeeeeaaaaa
You ain’t never seen them pies
Im talkin so much white it’ll hurt ya eyes
Aaaaaaaaaay
I really lived it man
Counted so much paper it’ll hurt ya hands
From the trunks of the rental to the greyhound bus
The same ol sh** and adrenalin rush
I tried to tell the people that the streets was watchin
Same time be safe cause them peoples watchin
Aaaaaaaaaay
Two hundred thousand mixtapes later
From the streets of the chat to the hoods in decatur
Same young n***a made a k**in with the snow
Turned right around and made a k**in with the flow
Whole city at my shows they recite my words
I guess they like the way that i receive them birds
Prolly i go to jail for some of the sh** i say
Realest n***a ever done it breathin or dead
Lets get it
Two record deals radio still won’t play me
But i dont give a f** cause the streets done made me
They say i was affiliated with all the gangstas and dealers
f** you thought i was gon do turn my back on my n***as
And i can’t slow down thats too close to stoppin
Got err body askin when the album drop
The hottest n***a in the city with no radio play
When lets get it drop we see what you n***as will say
Trap or die n***a