OFF MY CHEST

I'm taking chance after chance
Tryna show my girl that I can be a better man
She don't think I do enough but I do everything I can
Guess she don't understand me
And balling was the only option never had a Plan B

And I been running out of options
Hate I look just like my father
Pain making me go harder dodging 12 inside a charger
I graduated from the streets, dope house my alma mater
You niggas know what's up with stunt don't make me go and grab my choppa

And now I really see what the trenches need to hear from me
All I talk is money don't speak my lingo you won't hear from me
All I count is hundreds got the new glizzy with the 50 piece
All my niggas thuggin' bitches love it ho we in the streets

Money on my mind so when you spell my name bitch don't forget the dollar sign
They like Lil $tunna still ain't blowed yet I'm like naw but now it's time
Cause I'm a ticking time bomb
Seizing the moment fuck all that waiting til my time come

I'm the greatest ever wonder who gone run the game when I'm done
All you niggas bitches you ain't done the shit that I've done
Country ass niggas yeen from the hood that I'm from
Bummy ass big clothes ass niggas don't even carry guns

Yeah

If you got a chopper with a hunnit scream yeah
If you know your glizzy hold a 50 scream yeah
And fuck the other side they ain't coming over here
And if it's smoke then grab your lighter nigga, put it in the air

Big ol' backwood full of white runtz
I'm on the baseline my seat up in the front
These bitches stay lying that's why I can't trust
These niggas stay plotting but I stay with my gun

You niggas can't stop me
Since I say I'm the coldest all the time they think I play hockey
You know I keep a hitta right beside me but he ain't boxing
Money over hoes, still gone fuck these bitches even when I ain't popping

And that's the difference between you and Lil $tunna
See you fuck hoes who think you on cause they don't know you got nothing
See I ain't ugly so I still had hoes when I ain't have nothing
And you can take that how you wanna it's whatever I'm honest

Sometimes I worry 'bout lil Jordan cause he in another state alone
Thinking to myself like he can't call me if he got some smoke
But I know that he strapped he know I'm strapped so we ain't moving wrong
Still gone serve these p's and get these g's and then we going home

So much shit up on my mind got me stressing bad
I wanna vent but my niggas too gangsta so they don't hear me
Still feel alone even when my niggas with me
And that's another reason why I keep my glock with me
And this the realest shit I never wrote
Ion write my raps so this the realest shit I ever spoke
This thing we live called life the realest bitch I ever known
Appreciate her while you here cause you gone miss her when you gone