[Hook/Chorus]
Mama I’m sorry from the way that I live
Gotta go hard, yeah you know how it is
Know you don’t like it but I stay with my steel
You know I stood on all 10 if I ever get k**ed
N—-s want smoke but I ain’t scared
I walk alone, I’ll never be misled
Say that wrong thing, put one in yo’ head
I say my prayers and put a cross over my head
[Verse 1]
NBA gang around my neck, you know I run with that n—a
You steady saying what you gon’ do, you better stand on that n—a
We catch you swerving in my section, going down on you n—a
I’m ’bout my business, I’ll never stand down from a n—a
N—a had the nerve to question me in front of my sister
I’m too small for to fight but I’ll scuff with a n—a
Steady speaking on my name, don’t take yo’ life from you n—a
My lil’ partner like (Mane who next?)
This exciting to that n—a
Me and Montana laying low, ducking from police cars
Get you in and scoop lil’ Baby Joe and bring him to Valley Park
Them n—-s out here who been k**ing, they don’t know who they are
These n—-s knowing that we with it, b—h you know who we are
Where we from, what we rep, these n—-s know that we step
All my n—-s went to school, I hit a lick by myself
Them n—-s ain’t gon’ ride for you, b—h you gon’ die by yourself
They ain’t my friends, I ain’t no fool
I’ma spin by myself
(Believe that)
[Hook/Chorus]
Mama I’m sorry from the way that I live
Gotta go hard, yeah you know how it is
Know you don’t like it but I stay with my steel
You know I stood on all 10 if I ever get k**ed
N—-s want smoke but I ain’t scared
I walk alone, I’ll never be misled
Say that wrong thing, put one in yo’ head
I say my prayers and put a cross over my head
[Verse 2]
Mama say (Yo’ wrong is gon’ catch up to you)
(You k**, they gon’ k** you too)
They stepping ma we stepping too
My uncle looked me in my eyes, (Don’t let a n—a step on you)
23 up on my shoe, .223 up in this coupe
In front the police, shoot at me and b—h I’m busting back
Shoot a n—a in his head, won’t shoot him in his back
First hundred thousand dollars, I went bought a hundred straps
This s–t personal, it ain’t got nothing to do with rap
I know my grandma mad at me, I ain’t grow up this way
I know my mama scared but I know that she alway pray
You could be in the streets or not, ain’t nobody safe
We on this earth just for to die, we all gotta lay
[Hook/Chorus]
Mama I’m sorry from the way that I live
Gotta go hard, yeah you know how it is
Know you don’t like it but I stay with my steel
You know I stood on all 10 if I ever get k**ed
N—-s want smoke but I ain’t scared
I walk alone, I’ll never be misled
Say that wrong thing, put one in yo’ head