What you bringing to the plate? My dude you bringing nothing
Don't be hanging 'round me like you contributing something
You gave nothing
This is all me
I worked for this shit
That's my kids on her chest
Huh, I got it all figured out
You trying to wait 'til I'm famous so you can feed on my clout
No doubt
Well, this the curfew
If you come in my crib be sure as hell that I'mma murk you
You better leave motherf*cker
Or you ain't gon' breathe motherf*cker
Please just leave motherf*cker
I don't wanna rot in jail
But you've, pushed me to the limit
I was too damn timid
I'm just way too nice but what I'm thinking is so vivid
No more taking advantage
You making motherf*ckers think that I'm a savage
But I'm average Joe
None of this shit is worth it
They all wanna be involved on my dick
I'm just trying to get that money not the fame
When I walk around my hood they know my name
"Hey kid, come here
You know what happens on these streets late at night?"
It's my holiday
Which means that you gon' die today