When shit was all good, I thought these niggas really cared for me
But shit was going good, they pulled up chairs and all cheered for me
Two hundred on the dash drive with my knee don't touch the steering wheel
All these niggas turn sour when shit start going down hill, yeah
All these bitches disappeared when I sat in that cage last year
I ain't mad, I'm just playing the hand they dealt me, fuck the past
I'm like a spade without no coat, bitch, I'm a cold nigga
When this shit got slow, I hit the road, cause I'm a go getter
Watch everything around me turn to ashes, all your folks missing
I never adopted another nigga, smoke, I got my own business
Feds trying to do me bad, the D.A hit me with gang conditions
I took off on a faster track, hoe sound like it's a plane engine
And I don't give a fuck what none of these niggas feel about me
Fuck the industry, these niggas gay, they out some dick riding
Bunch of down low niggas still fucking bad bitches cause they winning
And niggas still supporting these rap niggas knowing they snitching
I been popping tags, popping tags, fill my neck up with glass, neck with glass
So much money on me, it can't fit inside no bag
They hate some real, they'll smile in your face and stab you back
It was all good, it still is, I go anywhere, do what I want, a nigga ain't stopping shit
Could've signed a deal, but took the paper out like dolph did
They don't like it when you make it out yourself and pop shit
Go and see the world and stare down on your block, that's some wild shit
I ain't seen it all, but seen'd a lot, and I ain't saved enough, but spent a lot
Any hoe fuck everybody, run they mouth
And hoe getting real niggas took off