[Intro]

[Hook]
Mom use to feed me Addies
Dad don't even know I'm rappin'
Hurricane caught me trappin'
Ziploc bag full of baggies
Probably shouldn't have dropped out of school
Misguided with most of my youth
If I never learned how to shoot
I'd probably still shoot hoops

I know I fucked up, it's cool (I know I know)
I know I'm on drugs, it's cool (I know I know)
And I probably should go back to school (probably not)
And I probably should just do what you do (probably not)

[Verse 2]
I probably would if I was a bitch
Bunch of young n***as ridin' round gettin' white rich
Bunch of young n***as gettin' high, no pilots
Two nines on me two rolls, make a riot
Kushin' through my city it's like Grand Theft
Pull up to the yo and it's like Top Chef
Long mink robe, bitch that Hugh Hef
Came a long way from the ___
Tell my n***as I'm Rufio, that Peter Pan green
Raised on the Hot Boys by any and all means
No fake daps n***a, don't disrespect me
AHH! Real Monsters when it comes to that cheese
Pies, cakes, DVD's, man I even had chains
I was selling anything just to make change
That red duke, and I'm in the tenth grade
Name a young n***a who was gettin' it like me
Name a young n***a who was thinkin' like me
Can't never young n***a this a one-to-one
Man, I'm like Lebron or somethin'
For the love of money, for the love of hoes
Man you n***as lost or somethin'
If I ain't got it, I ain't got it I ain't really into frontin'
I had it all, lost it all and I gotta make somethin'

[Hook]
Mom use to feed me Addies
Dad don't even know I'm rappin'
Hurricane caught me trappin'
Ziploc bag full of baggies
Probably shouldn't have dropped out of school
Misguided with most of my youth
If I never learned how to shoot
I'd probably still shoot hoops

I know I fucked up, it's cool (I know I know)
I know I'm on drugs, it's cool (I know I know)
And I probably should go back to school (probably not)
And I probably should just do what you do (probably not)