I started with cents But it didn't make sense I told my broski we gon ride till the end Got no love here for a halfway friend So dont come round here w that halfway shit Long days when my clothes were dusty Couldn't buy shit till the uhh came trust me IF I said that I got u trust me We going all out to that's nothing to smthn Thats nothing to smthn Swum the deep end n it just weren't it Got girls tryna snap n link But not happening Cah im still not it She wan throwback for the boys in crews N she gon hide that from the boys in blue She won't find out all the shit we do Free up my broski they gon be home soon Lost 3 my bros Now its 3 my bros Need a women not ur friendly hoe Said money would come When it rains it snows Just a street kid Tryna stack n blow No murder on my mind like melly More like 9ines cah the money do tempt me Pain cause gain From them darker days Where we talked our shit Still they left in vain Pressure makes diamonds whatever they say But pressure done told me whos real n whosfake Im done with the talk Aint one for the fame The fuck do u think there's a mask on my face I dont want no fame I dont need no love Only 1 I trust They all wan beef w a g That's me Thats all beneath me But their day will come Always did what I done whether right or wrong But Know I can't right wrongs I made some peace with pain on my own Cah it helps me write songs My mum told me always watch your friends I was so naive now it all makes sense Cah more time Most my haters be All Dem faker g's I used to call friends I used to name friends to a couple of people Then I found That they stabbed my back Dubbed down n I did it illegal Drinking regal till my heart turned black The life I live is the life I chose N the things I took aren't the things I owe No time for a friend of hoe But I still pop out on my fucken foes I started with cents But it didn't make sense I told my broski we gon ride till the end Got no love here for a halfway friend So dont come round here w that halfway shit Long days when my clothes were dusty Couldn't buy shit till the uhh came trust me IF I said that I got u trust me We going all out to that's nothing to smthn Thats nothing to smthn Swum the deep end n it just weren't it Got girls tryna snap n link But not happening Cah im still not it She wan throwback for the boys in crews N she gon hide that from the boys in blue She won't find out all the shit we do Free up my broski they gon be home soon Yeh nothing to smthn But smthn to say I'm young n impatient But stay I'm my lane This is all gods plan I don't speak in vain This was all planned out Now my plans In play 2 face like my cities Gotham I might Batman if bro robin him N I ain't normally one for riddles But she play games like the riddler did I Need me a ride or die like Harley Quinn Jokers how they talk there shit Yeh they Try but I wont respond like Bra god knows who the fuck is this kid No lie she want like 5 rounds I'm giving her 3 This ain't mma Bro got locked N ik he prays But when he come home he gon do it again He gon Do it again Rob n sell uhhhh To go do it again Love for paper So he'll do it again Friends turned traitors So he'll do em again N I said that we started from cents But it made no sense So our mindset swapped Always said we'd be nothing to smthn When I say shit Yeh I say it a lot

Yea bitch I went from a nothing To something While these pussy assNiggas was bumpin I Don't care nothing Bout nothing your opinion My first mind Is to grind and go get it (yeah) I went from a nothing To something (aye) I came up From a whole bunches of losses But my mama nem Prayed for me nigga All that hating I can't even hear ya This shit started in Washington manor Shit got tough so I moved with my grandma Yeah my mama had too many kids Bad ass fuck so she did what she did Got my chance to go Try to be something While in fact We wasn't supposed to be nothing At least that was my Early consensus That I'd end up another statistic Just another nigga dead or in prison Wit high probability To die in my twenties I grew up around violence and killing Gang related all my cousins was crippin Don't go come round this bitch Actin all timid (what else) Boy I promise You don't want that attention All that friendly shit Make you a target Seen some shit in In lil bitty Port Arthur Told myself I was gone make it regardless Hit them streets And started going retarded They fucked up when They let me in college Hittin licks while I'm getting some knowledge From this bitch That was trying to know something Me and my niggas just trying blow something (we was) She got friends we should try to go fuck em Got em screamin befo' we even touched em They some freaks and they looking for trouble Swear fo God this the first time they done this Yea dats cool We just need some more condoms (Check) Or end up wit a whole baby mama And I ain't trying to deal with that drama I got mind fixed on these commas. We hadn't even got to the bag yet... So I guess it's no money, no problems. Checks I went from a nothing To something (aye) While these pussy ass Niggas was (be) bumpin I Don't care nothing Bout no (your) opinion My first mind Is to grind and go get it (yea) I went from a nothing To something (aye) I came up From a whole bunch of losses But my mama nem Prayed for me nigga All that hatin' I can't even hear ya Yea I went from a nothing To something (aye) While these pussy ass Niggas was (be) bumpin I Don't care nothing Bout no (your) opinion My first mind Is to grind and go get it (yea) I went from a nothing To something (aye) I came up From a whole bunch of losses But my mama nem Prayed for me nigga All that hatin' I can't even hear ya I dropped outta school and kept thuggin Making stupid mistakes on that young shit But time after time bro I swear it was God How I kept getting out of that dumbshit I hung wit some dangerous niggas A lot of em claimed to be killers Who would nickel and dime doing petty ass crimes And most of em No longer wit us (facts) I don't panic I don't get the jitters Don't let nothing get past my antenna Taking Adderall and popping Jiggas Manufacture so that we could deliver (racks) We get popped we going straight up the river Never wanted to be no cop killer (naw) No, My grandma didn't raise me like that So I'm better off writing these raps (no cap) I be hearing these ho niggas yappin They saying the game ain't the same I Make one of them young niggas slap you For fixing your mouth to be lame I ain't saying go jump on some gay shit I ain't telling you niggas don't say shit But you'd better adapt This reality rap We about to leave Earth On this space ship I swear I look just like my daddy Every day I thank God for my family For my sister Devora, Sonia, Latonia, Jakkiya, Markevia, and Ashley My big brother is Greg and lil Willie Cedathion, Chico, and Deekie But 2 of em died... and I'm still alive One day that shit got me to thinking Yea, I need me a ho and housewife Hold up... I don't think that came out right My point is... it might take a village To raise up my chil'en To not live a fucked life Reincarnate And get fucked twice But this generation Ain't nothing nice For whatever its worth I'm a get to that purse If you niggas gon eat You gon pay a price I went from a nothing To something (aye) While these pussy ass Niggas was (be) bumpin I Don't care nothing Bout no (your) opinion My first mind Is to grind and go get it (yea) I went from a nothing To something (aye) I came up From a whole bunch of losses But my mama nem Prayed for me nigga Now I'm making my way to a million Yeah yeah

No, no, no diggity This is the remix, remix (No diggity) Brought to you by Blackstreet (One, one, one, two) No diggity, no doubt Play on, play that (One, one, one, two) She was a gold digger (One, one, one, one, one, one, one, two) Yo Black drop the verse She was more like a beauty queen From a movie scene (Uh huh) Said I don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one (Yeah) Who will dance on the floor in a round (No, no, no diggity) She said I am the one (Yeah) So we dance on the floor in a round, babe (Say what?) No, no, no diggity (Yeah) She told me her name was Billie Jean And she caused a scene (Uh huh) Then every head turned with eyes That dreamed of being the one (No diggity) Who would dance on the floor in a round, babe (No, no, no diggity) People always told me Be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts (no, no diggity) And momma always told me be careful who you love Be careful (dig it up) of what you do (dig it up) Because a lie becomes the truth, hey Billie Jean is not my lover (No doubt) She's just a girl who claims that I am the one (Gold digger, gold digger, I like the way you try to get slick) But the kid is not my son No diggity, no doubt about it She said I am the one (Gold digger, gold digger, I like the way you try to get slick) But the kid is not my son (No, no, no, no diggity, one, one, one, one, two) For forty days and for forty nights I was on the scene (uh huh) But who can stand when she's in demand Her schemes and plans (yeah) So we danced on the floor in a round (No, no, no diggity) So take my strong advice Just remember to always think twice (Yeah, uh) Don't think twice, don't think twice She told my baby we'd danced till three And she looked at me (Uh huh) Then showed a photo of baby crying Eyes were like mine So we danced on the floor in a round, babe No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (No diggity, no diggity.the bridge) People always told me be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts But she came and stood right by me Just the smell of sweet perfume It's happening much too soon She called me to the room, hey yeah Billie Jean (uh huh) is not my lover (yeah) She's just a girl who claims that I am the one (Gold digger, gold digger, I like the way you try to get slick) The kid is not my son The kid is not my son, she said I am the one (Gold digger, gold digger, I like the way you try to get slick) But The kid is not my son, yeah (No, no, no digitty, no diggity) Oh, no, no, no Billie Jean Billie Jean is (Yeah) is not my lover (No doubt) She's just a girl who thinks that I am the one (Gold digger, gold digger, I like the way you try to get slick) But the kid is not my son No diggity, no doubt about it She said I am the one, oh yeah The kid is not my son (Gold digger, gold digger, I like the way you try to get slick) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Billie, Billie, Billie Jean Ad lib Until fade