Chubby's

As a kid they try to say that I was passive aggressive
Back in the class I'm passing notes just to make me feel impressive

But

I was a great student growing up
It wasn't till I got a lil older
Then I stopped showing up

Cause I saw
A couple Different places
Couple different faces
Even saw a couple different brains
On a couple different pavements

We saw
Tyrone
His momma gone
Mini me
Lil g
His sister swinging off a rope gone off the Tylenol

Montana booked forever had to let the rifle off
Talking to a couple niggas still through a private call
Gotta play it safe and watch it like you a fly on the wall
And every corner niggas been dying over some dialogue

Matter fact

I received some standing ovations
While the homies off 33rd got supervised probation

But honestly I can't even lie cause I don't give a fuck
So many of them niggas was aiming they bullets right at us
They kept the fire tucked
When they saw us tried to light us up
But they never ever could correctly line it up

Now that I'm older they telling me that I'm overly aggressive
And they diagnose me saying that hopefully he be stressing

You know my man's gone bitch
Why would you ever play me and say that I'm standoffish

Don't ask me why I don't like them niggas
This shit bigger than Nate
And this is bigger than hate
This bigger than getting arrested
And they screaming fucking nigger in ya face

And y'all don't know how that feel
Having ya homies get killed
Not taking the pills
And sitting in the holding cell thinking if god real

From the George Floyd's to dead opps
All my niggas gone so God get the first headshot
Maybe put Jesus Christ right in a head lock
And line the Holy Ghost right up with a red dot

That's how I'm feeling these days
Like I need to be paid
Cause I been thuggin' so long while I been feeling this way

I need representation and reparations with interests
I need niggas to let me drop the minute I'm finished
I need you niggas to leave the streets before you become a witness
And that ignorance
Gon get ya stupid ass killed
A lot of niggas say it
But I mean that shit for real
Cause the last thing you want is a federal plea deal

Cause the tic tac toe get you toe tagged quick
Sister wearing the shirt with ya favorite throwback flick

Young Christian brother rocking with the ahkees... asalamalakim
Killing niggas on the track so bad you gotta pump
They stomach to wake em' up and resuscitate em'

I put the Lil pump in the air and bang the Gucci gang
Luckily for me I was never in them Gucci thangs

It's getting chilly in Philly I can feel it in my knees
They say it's always Sunny shut the fuck up nigga it's 50 degrees