yeah, you lil bitch ass niggas steady speaking up on the low, if these project walls could talk, they'll be just like 03, you dig?, 03, if these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hard, in this game play your cards right or get left to starve, my mama made me a star and i had it too hard, bitch i came from the tar but i got high again, i'm thanking god, could have died in the pen, you haven't been 'gainst the odds like i been, you haven't been where i been, i never fold, never bend, i remember robbin' pisas every other friday, i remember money house, i'm selling out of molly, i remember in atlanta talking pounds at follies, i remember laying down bullets in my body, if you know you finna fold then get the fuck from by me, if you ain't finna hold it down then you can't be my crimey, greedy get the guap and play the game but keep it grimey, i've been shot by who i love and told on by my family, i've been double crossed and bird fed, one time they sucker punched a nigga, yeah they knocked me out like ronda rousey, blindside you with this bullet if you come around me, seen you at this party, was gon' hit you, you was fucking outie, if these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hard, in this game play your cards right or get left to starve, my mama made me a star and i had it too hard, bitch i came from the tar but i got high again, i'm thanking god, could have died in the pen, you haven't been 'gainst the odds like i been, you haven't been where i been, i never fold, never bend, sim-simmer, who got the keys to the beamer?, who put that lean in two liters?, dreadlocks like beanie man, i'ma red beam you, hit your white whip up, you know i'm gon' cream you, act in lime-a-rito's, it's no lime-a-rita, really sell killos and plugged in with migos, my dog dark jack, he stretch just like a regal, we get thumbs up when we ride past your people, if these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hard, in this game play your cards right or get left to starve, my mama made me a star and i had it too hard, bitch i came from the tar but i got high again, i'm thanking god, could have died in the pen, you haven't been 'gainst the odds like i been, you haven't been where i been, i never fold, never bend, if these walls could spit bars, all of they songs be this hard, in this game play your cards right or get left to starve, my mama made me a star and i had it too hard, bitch i came from the tar but i got high again, i'm thanking god, could have died in the pen, you haven't been 'gainst the odds like i been, you haven't been where i been, i never fold, never bend, and we do it for lil money, yeah, long live lil money, oh, money changes everything, i could never give a bitch a wedding ring, ooh, yeah, rest in peace to all my niggas, gip to all my killers, woo
