Them crackers
In my business again
Them bitches
In my business again
Wtf they wont just
Let me live
I'm stressed out
So the wood getting lit
They be thinking
They know me
Talking bout old shit I did
You aint been were I been
Know you aint did what I did
Na I couldn't talk it
If a nigga aint live it
So dont leave nothing in the car
Because these niggas still bippin
We still living where they jack a lot
So dont ask me why
Im packing mamma
I got robbed I couldn't snitch
So wtf im supposed to do
My own man
I gotta solve my own problems
Aint too many options
And my family couldn't
Pay for me to go to college
I cant make it at a job
Only making fifth teen dollars
Some days im willing to risk it all
Just to see these commas
These bitches set you up
So I aint never pillow talking
Rappers is targets
Its a weapon with me
Texting my little brother Tigga
Like be better than me
Since a juvenile
Trying to be the best I can be
I just went to jail again
Driving DWB
I dream of where
The grass is greener
Broke bitches get the silent treatment

I cant live in peace
So how can I be peaceful
I had to make it happen
Legal or illegal
Thats for real nigga
I had to make happen
Legal or illegal
I cant live in peace
So how can I be peaceful
Mobsta