I've been fucked up down bad We ain't givin' out no pain, he gotta know it, know it on me I got some demons that come from the past I can feel it, can see it ain't bad I done lost everything I had, I can give you a poetry Hey, now listen, a young nigga talkin' Fresh fuck, yeah, a young nigga walk in Turnt up cause a young nigga poppin' I go in the store and I know what I'm coppin' I told my lil' brother, chill out and stop robbin' I don't wanna see him dead or be conspiring Real deal killer, I swear you a problem Real deal step, but you like my mom And you lil' nigga know I'm the artist I ain't hidin' from bein' an artist I shot pop out shit, you retarded And you know my bad logic I gotta go the farthest I never hate on the soul Everything that I got, got on my own I'm here to crib out your bar, the new home I buy my lil' brother whatever he want Give my mama whatever she want Give my lil' sister like every phone Buyin' exotic, the best of the strong Turn niggas up like every song Fuckin' up like every scone Got a ring from the lost like every road This ain't hurt my heart cause it come from the soul Try again on my mama I shoot sticks on my mama I done blitzed, uh-huh Leave a nigga dead on my mama On my mama On my mama On my mama, on my mama I done been fucked up, sound bad I know some angel, I told you I We ain't givin' out no pad He gotta know it, no money I got some demons that come from the past I can feel it, can see they ain't bad I done lost everything I had I can give you a poetry Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah