I done did some things in my life I aint proud of
Must've tipped off my rocker
Know I'm dreaded up bitch I'm wicked like da rastas
Don't make me call up my shotta
Das a bad lil baby gotta break dat bih off proper
But you can't let dat pussy block ya
Swear I love my niggas ima ride out fa my patnas
U play wit him I gotta drop ya
Aye
Fear God not no man
If you in dat field den we say on dat land
Auto my gang I had trademark our brand
I spend less time on niggas n spend more on my bands
Did some things I ain't proud of
9th grade had da pack right in da locker
Hustler just lookin for a shoppa
Had da Rental tinted up I ran from coppers
I remember times down on my dick
Had to go n hustle aint nobody gimme shit
Everyday I pray den hit da road to gettin rich
Gotta keep dat toolie case u thinking ima lick
Shoot my shot like curry watch my nigga set dis pick
My vision kinda blurry on dese beans I'm kinda lit
I'm on auto in a hurry get da bag I gotta hit
Told my mama please don't worry couple months n you can quit
I done did some things in my life I aint proud of
Must've tipped off my rocker
Know I'm dreaded up bitch I'm wicked like da rastas
Don't make me call up my shotta
Das a bad lil baby gotta break dat bih off proper
But you can't let dat pussy block ya
Swear I love my niggas ima ride out fa my patnas
U play wit him I gotta drop ya