[ Featuring Young Thug ]
Yeah
See I've been livin' like the mothaf*ckin' Baby, you know, huh
Real niggas will recognize this one
Woo
First you get the money, then the power come (power come)
Then respect (then respect)
When you in the street and you a real nigga (real nigga)
Yeah, you get more respect (more respect)
I've been in the streets since I was a youngin' (I was young, yeah)
Posted at the store when I ain't had nothing (that's on God)
Mama always told me I was gon' be something (swear)
I ain't never tried to listen to a youngin' (I ain't listen)
Since a youngin', yeah, I've been popping my own gun
I remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me
They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me
Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be something
Now I look at him now, he a mothaf*ckin' star
Young crew on the block, we was playin' burglar bars
Hate the fact that Phil flipped in that mothaf*ckin' car
Partna running to the door saying bitch, I run you off (where you at?)
Yeah, I was on the block totin' big fire at a young age (at a young age)
Yeah, yeah, I ain't never listened to an old head
Yeah, I give a f*ck what they say
Remember them days at the bottom
Yeah, we were breakin' into houses (we were breakin' into houses)
We were walkin' on our feet like we was in a track meet
Late nights, we ain't had nowhere to go, yeah (on God)
We were walking to my partner's house
Everybody gangin' up on the floor (gang up on the floor)
Back then we wanna be some ball-boys (ball-boy)
Then we hit the block and we turned into some tall boys (tall boy)
Talk a nigga down, we was on the slime shit (slime shit)
We were wearing the same clothes, we ain't never had shit (never)
Then it came to the point where a nigga got shit (f*ck)
Put my bros in a position now everybody lit (we lit)
Let the beat rock
We was just breaking into cars (in cars)
Partner took me on my first move
Taught me how to rob (wow to rob)
He had been to the street, yeah, he was a big boy
Yeah, we was some beginners, yeah, we had to learn hard (learn hard)
First you get the money, then the power come (power come)
Then respect (then respect)
When you in the street and you a real nigga (real nigga)
Yeah, you get more respect (more respect)
I've been in the streets since I was a youngin' (I was young, yeah)
Posted at the store when I ain't had nothing (that's on God)
Mama always told me I was gon' be something (swear)
I ain't never tried to listen to a youngin' (I ain't listen)
Since a youngin', yeah, I've been popping my own gun
I remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me
They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me
Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be something
Now I look at him now, he a mothaf*ckin' star
Young crew on the block, we was playin' burglar bars
Hate the fact that Phil flipped in that mothaf*ckin' car
Partna running to the door saying bitch, I run you off (where you at?)
Yeah, I left a brick on that dashboard (woo)
I got game from my pop and didn't ask for it (oh)
I've been chasin' this cash, I need tankers
Got the ohd on the front with the long sword
Lot a boogers, they tryna get me on for it
Lot a hookers, they pass me they thongs, boy
I treated them, it's a long tour
Hundred red bandanas at a resort
I'm 'bout to see 'bout it (yeah yeah)
I was Bali, no Reebokin'
I was balanced and detoxin' (whoa)
Forty Xanax got me higher (Xans)
Take a flight, I'm like good-bye ya
1.8 for the Bugatti (yeah, yeah)
I hit from the side like a hook
Kool-aid pack got these lil' niggas shook (ay)
School everyday got my pockets on books (got my pockets on my books)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I got my pockets on books)
I know lil' baby can't find me
I've been smokin' this kK like a pine tree
And I've been prepared since the nineties
I call her short, she wan' bite me
Shit, I caught my first lick
I shot him and stained up his white tee
(Oh, oh, oh)
First you get the money, then the power come (power come)
Then respect (then respect)
When you in the street and you a real nigga (real nigga)
Yeah, you get more respect (more respect)
I've been in the streets since I was a youngin' (I was young, yeah)
Posted at the store when I ain't had nothing (that's on God)
Mama always told me I was gon' be something (swear)
I ain't never tried to listen to a youngin' (I ain't listen)
Since a youngin', yeah, I've been popping my own gun
I remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me
They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me
Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be something
Now I look at him now, he a mothaf*ckin' star
Young crew on the block, we was playin' burglar bars
Hate the fact that Phil flipped in that mothaf*ckin' car
Partna running to the door saying bitch, I run you off (where you at?)
