Oh, yeah
Breakfast time I stare (stare)
Across the table at an empty chair
Life's so lonely living without you
The whole day I just think about you (ayo, Donavon, heat that up)
Ayy, turn me up a little bit more in the headphones
Yeah
Ayy

Ayy, see, lately shit changed
'Member the change in my pocket, now we hit the club and it rain
Remember them days bein' a hood superstar, now the whole city saying my name
I can't fuck with these lames
Cut off a handful of partners, them niggas weren't rocking the same
But it's part of the game
They hate when you reaching the top, they be throwing the salt on my name
I'm forever the same
These niggas snitch for a bitch, but I'm solid, that shit in my veins
And I'm reppin' the gang
If it ain't Crip or the 6, bitch, it's Taliban Gang what I claim
I been locked in the cage
Told the T-Jones 'fore I went I'd be damned if I mention some names
But they can't say the same
'Cause these niggas quick just to snitch on a nigga that's bleeding the game
Like, maybe you lame and we are all not built the same
You a bitch, boy, you told on your gang
I just stay in my lane
I just spent a lil' thirty on chains, if he reach, then I'm blowin' his brain
How the fuck can you claim that you my day one when I went in that cell?
You ain't look up my name
But they can't say the same 'cause I'm a big solid-ass nigga
Not on me, that shit in my veins, ayy

And this shit really just getting ridiculous like
Like I'm really just getting better and better
Better than ever, huh
Let's go
Ayy, ayy

Free Rock and Q 'til they out
Bitch, just bought a new Glock, that bitch came with a switch
The opps steady talking about shit
Can't shoot at my block, boy, go shoot at a bitch
Since I started rapping, I got rich
'Fore I ever go broke, I go back in that fit
Reach for my throat, that's a big risk
'cause I bleed for respect and I put that on Crip, ayy