Yo, what's your biggest regret, how many niggas you chef, how many hammers you press, how
many bitches you get, that's the questions I get asked but I don't listen to them, what's
the point, I'm doing life cause niggas started to vent, I'm from the old blood, they ain't
rocket science, they're trying to search me but I'm not complying, I know the answers
but I keep it silent, I'm a tiger, I am not a lion, I got black stripes, arson streets
and I'm * lying, then I'm flying, I got people dissing me from a distance, it
ain't nothing new, caught that nigga toe to toe on my right and left him black and blue,
heard your buddy died so tell me if it's true, tell me did you glide on your ox before you
hit the booth, brother tell the * truth, now you're on the wing like everything is
calm, your pig was on the streets, hear his name and start to * laugh, now I'm
praying to Allah, putting them in mother wars, my hands are in the air for God, the
only time I raise my palms, brother you're a nerd, your pussy whip for pretty little
things, you ain't had to step out in a jar and rumble with the wing, you ain't had the
matic jammed and end up clutching on the spin, you ain't let the trigger go on ups and
broke the * pin, stop capping like that, I ain't rapping like that, I'm a driller
knife swinger, I ain't trapping like that, I was rapping for a while but brother bring
the mic back, I'm trying to show these jewel rappers, I can bring the light back, for my
soul casually, my nigga caught up and turned that brother into cali weed, feeling like
swarms, they won't know who's in this bali G, debating who's the hardest, I don't care
for the fame, I want my freedom, seven figures and a crib in my name, couldn't care about
no watches, no ups or a chain, these niggas dying for that *, that's why I stay in
my lane, most these niggas are lame, he's the baddest man alive, I ain't cool, you really
think I care about this *, you're a fool, misguided, not the brand that gal are wearing
on the gram, misguided to the point where I was drilling off the school, misguided to
the point where I won't step without a tool, misguided to the point where I was drilling
off the bull, misguided to the point I left him swimming in the pool, and I ain't half
of it, if I say the rest you'll probably laugh a bit, look at me the same or maybe not, say
I'm a lost cause, but understand the reason why I'm jumping like an exhaust, I went to
Joe a kid at 17, I had to press pause, I felt to be a rapper, * it though, I'll take
a next course, * it though, I'll take a next route, skinny nigga, indonesian, with
his chest out, GRM daily, daily dope, yeah I'm an exer, I'm a rapper, I'm a rapper, I'm
an exer