This that grimey shit
That you ain't heard in a minute
Hurting em different
I can't stand the nerve of you killas
I'm from Virginia
Where we doing dirt in the kitchen
Percs get em lifted
And the kids missing they Christmas
Because they mother can't afford it
And brothers getting extorted
Pops he in a cot
And ya OGs ya role model
Still living w ya moms
Every weekend you popping bottles
Priorities all f*cked up
You need to get you a dollar
My collar be popping
But I ain't 3 6
He's just
A dope individual
They thought he wouldn't be shit
In tenth grade, had good grades
But hustlin was my defense
Now everybody wanna talk bout Street shit
Miss me wit it
Petty thieves looking for penny Pensions
This ain't the hardest shit I wrote
My killas got it off the boat
Ya privileges got revoked
By some Gs in mink coats
Stamp ya passport on the coast
Before they punch u in the throat
Got my D$R shit on, when I pull up To them functions
I said I paint houses and I do my own Construction
But I ain't dinero, cause I can't rob Her shit
Scarface like Pacino
Cause I came far from this
Beating the odds, from a place where They don't see the world bigger
Getting money seeing figures
Fast Lyfe of a killa
Mike Jack no thriller
This a movie, no triller
Real life, no riddle