Look at where I grew up, ay, ay, ay, yeah
I was bound to be a screw up, that's facts though, like for real
I seen it all, I seen it all, for real, I seen everything
I done it all, everything, I done everything
You know what, what
Shut up
I caught that bitch on the corner, two to the chest, now he leaking that water
I heard your OG's a father, tell him come get me, I'm f*cking his daughter
All of my paper got longer, you would've sworn that the boy was an author
I got the city on lock, when they see me, they see
Bodega, Veneta, Gucci, Prada
This is the start of the saga, I got a shawty from Braga
I got a hoe from Osaka, man I was built for the drama
Black Panther when he's in Nama, in Wakanda, I'm T'Challa
I don't rise with the sun, don't let the light cloud in my vision
Call a Glock on my window, wear the shit out whenever we clicking
The bullets will blow your mind, we can show everyone what you thinking
Man that boy know the grind, in no time the money was linking
Street lights flicker, all the fiends say they know me
Forget your nigga, girl, come put that pussy on me
F*ck all that talking that they doing bout an OG
I got the same money in the club, the bottles on me
Lord to the soil, every step I take
Making opps lick through the Harlem shake
This money don't sleep, it don't take no break
Mask gone, walk them down, no face, no case
You couldn't smell all the shoes I lace
Made red bottoms with the opps I face
What can I say, it's all about taste
Their minds full of blood when the haters in the way
I caught that bitch on the corner, two to the chest, now he leaking that water
I heard your OG's a father, tell him come get me, I'm f*cking his daughter
All of my paper got longer, you would've sworn that the boy was an author
I got the city on lock, when they see me, they see
Bodega, Veneta, Gucci, Prada
This is the start of the saga, I got a shawty from Braga
I got a hoe from Osaka, man I was built for the drama
Black Panther when he's in Nama, in Wakanda I'm T'Challa
What did they do in the shadows
How many bodies done walked in the barrels
I hate to think of the battles, all of the threads of the free time unraveled
Mamas see their bodies mangled, just like the killers of screams and strangled
All of that is just a sample of the life that I escaped with no manual
Why shouldn't I celebrate, I got it and I got to eat the cake
More money more problems will bring on the pain
Now I really know why they call it rain, but throw me mistakes
Regret don't mean that I won't catch a body
Hoes and guns, either way I'm in love with a shawty
Through the struggle, through the hustle, my dreams stay in a line
Through the nightmares, through the trouble, man I'm staying alive
If I catch you, in the tunnel, move like a regular guy
One threat, even subtle, and I will dot your eye
I caught that bitch on the corner, two to the chest, now he leaking that water
I heard your OG's a father, tell him come get me, I'm f*ckin' his daughter
All of my paper got longer, you would've sworn that the boy was an author
I got the city on lock, when they see me they see
Bodega, Veneta, Gucci, Prada
This is the start of the saga, I got a shawty from Braga
I got a hoe from Osaka, man I was built for the drama
Black Panther when he's Nama, in Wakanda I'm T'Challa
Bodega, Veneta, Gucci, Prada
Bodega, Veneta, Gucci, Prada