I can't be the only one who been broke before, I'm talking bout really really broke
Down bad, f*cked up, pockets empty
I aint have a pot to piss in
Y'all don't have no idea what it took to get here
I know somebody some thang probably lookin over me
Cuz I aint posed to made it this far knowin all the f*ck shit I done did Im blessed
And I aint never read a bible
Ima stay wit a fire close thats mandatory
I'm a man I'ma stand on all ten nigga and some
Im Havin my way wit this cake lil bitty bitch Eat it up Anna
And I prayed fa this
I made a way outta nothin
Look at what a gram a getcha
My whole life I was thuggin
Picture me bagging zips
In a Section 8 spot
We gotta clean up for inspection
Naw fr
They gonna respect this
My Lafamilia gotta eat
I can't neglect them
Breakin down bales into pounds
Sweeping up extras
I'm havin yae by the ounce
And for a lil extra
Im at ya front steps
Foot on these niggaz neck
Step on that boy again
My lil shawty gotta check
I can't f*ck wit nothin less
Champagne fa the pain
Im drinkin bubbly
My youngin itching fa a stain
Y'all better not f*ck wit em
It was days I aint have nann bean on me
I aint complain I jus laughed
It was days I was mad for no reason
Cuz I was broke and shooting bad
Had to check myself like tighten up lil one
Don't nobody owe you nann
I don't know bout tomorrow but today
Im Havin my way
Im Havin my way
Im Havin my way