You know, my mama live in a million dollar Home and my sister, she still in high school She just got suspended for fighting two White boys when they called her a nigga You know, we— I thought we— shit Got away from this shit going on in the Inner city, you know, for a better life My first time getting arrested or any encounter with, like The police and shit was when I was 12 years old, so that mean They branded us early on for this shit It's kind of designed for failure, you know They want us to be labeled as just "nigga" Still a nigga, just a nigga Dropped straight out of high school like the rest them niggas So I became a statistic way before I got I got digits Ain't nobody think a million was realistic I was out trippin' on some shit, I coulda missed it Couldn't imagine life without my moms or lil' sister Still said my goodbyes and hit the streets and start riskin' it again Back out throwing rocks at penetentiaries again Violence been the answer in my city since a kid Sayin' that to explain some of the silly shit I did But I'm just a nigga, what I'm 'posed to do? Usually the one who hurt you mostly close to you Reason why they say don't let nobody close to you Just some niggas, got nobody 'cept for who we closest to Jigga said we still nigga, and I'm just a nigga But we real niggas, so respect a nigga I'm a restless nigga, gettin' a check, nigga Ballin' with my dawg, I'm like, "Check, nigga" And I'm like ballin' on y'all, Spaldin' Foreign all small and I'm tall, gotta crawl in When I got paper, thought less of niggas, how you want me to Runnin' problems, they don't never solve 'em, always want me to Yes, I'm ballin', it's true and it's always over loot Don't wanna slay my own kind 'cause I'm gon' walk in and shoot Bless a nigga, I'll stretch a nigga, now it's less a nigga Well-invested but detectives still wanna arrest a nigga And it's tatted in my skin, I'm still a Essex nigga All the shit I did was mostly sins, I wasn't supposed to win Hundred bottles floatin', all endorsed, propose a toast again All the niggas really love me genuine, supposed to grin Security some bitches, the promoter got my toasters in Now we at the top I'm like, "Damn" If I had to, I'd still'll do that shit again Niggas be like me but I'll never be like them I was in the trenches, no deliverance, amen Opps be on my dick more than my bitches 'cause they fans Let me see who real niggas by a show of hands Manipulate your soldiers, made them violent for a band You don't really love 'em, had 'em wildin' for a band But you got on them new Balenciagas for a band Love to do each other like we mobbin' for the clan For the right dollar amount and he'll slime his own man In interrogations I was patient for the silence of the clan Even though I know a killer like The Silence of the Lambs

I could sing it to you all night, all night If I could I'd make it alright, alright Nothing's stopping you except what's inside I can help you but it's your fight, your fight

'Bout 12 bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous But when that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded When you don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases All your friends hangin' 'cause they know that you payin' When them bills backin' up and black ain't enough And them checks addin' up, you just don't wanna be famous Got a mink doormat that say, "Nigga, we made it" Got all white neighbors and most of 'em racist They put your name and faces when you goin' in places The black ain't enough, you just don't wanna be famous Real talk, real rap, look, I can't deny shit Couldn't afford shit, but always was attracted to fly shit Guess that's why I buy, won't invest or capitalize But expectin' to die rich, just a rich nigga mindset That's why I'm packin' up my shit, like I'm back at the mom's crib Like I'm back on my grind like, it's a nine-to-five shift 'Cause nothin' was handed to me, uh, go in and hand it to me Like I'm Puffy in '96, (gimme the loot, gimme the loot!) Let's hope that she really for me, most hoes couldn't handle me I'm postponin' a family, work hard so they know what I stand for Just have 'em to Grammy me? Damn, have 'em Grammy me? Damn, just don't wanna be famous 'Bout 12 bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous When that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded You don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases Your friends like hangin' 'cause they know that you payin' When them bills backin' up and black ain't enough And them checks addin' up, you just don't wanna be famous Uh, look at me, get what you see, envision me Brazen chains, is he Pusha T or Mr. T? Know who could smoke, no niggas please, no liquor please A different me, I'm in this bitch and I'm sippin' tea Uh, but never spill the tea, most of you niggas sick of me What would she do to get to me? Get off the tip of the dick of me, please Another victory, be flawless like the skin on me, please Don't compare him and me, you offendin' me This ain't a diss and we ain't enemies They concerned with breakin' hits, I'm more concerned with makin' history Loudest nigga in the room the weakest Them quiet dudes just probably need better speakers This ain't a modest way of livin', I ain't hungry Just did a demolition to my kitchen, it was ugly Cash rules everything around me, get the money funny How they got 2020 vision but don't see a nigga vision 'til 2020? Fuck Wow (uh) 'Bout 12 bad hoes in my section like Vegas A few of 'em strangers, a few of 'em famous When that ain't enough and black ain't enough Man, I'm done actin' up, let's hit the crib and get faded You don't drink champagne but you orderin' cases Your friends like hangin' 'cause they know that you payin' When them bills backin' up and black ain't enough And them checks addin' up, you just don't wanna be famous Woo, this some bullshit Yeah Three, three Three, two, one, cut