Hey, five years ago,
niggas act like they ain't know me,
you know?
When I was down,
ain't nobody wanna bring me up
It's kinda like crabs in a bucket,
man
Don't nobody want the next man
to come out the hood
But I made it, I dedicate
this to the non -believers
I ain't great in high school,
I was catching rides
But sometimes when you broke,
you gotta swallow your pride
Hold up shirts and icebergs,
had me pimpin' the ladies
Now all the chicks that was fine,
now they all got babies
Knocked up, I'm blocked up,
with my eyes on the haters
I got a old school lack,
black and gray like the Raiders
And I learned the game
from the OG s and players
We ain't janitors,
but we got keys on the table
I got money on my mind,
dawg, I need it bad
And I don't like that slow money,
dawg, I need it fast
I keep that pistol in the stash,
and one on my lap
Cause I bust caps like I bust raps,
bitch nigga
You ain't know me
when I didn't have shit to drive
You ain't know me
when I ain't have shit to buy
You ain't know me
when I had to smoke regular weed
If you ain't know me back then,
why you fuckin' with me?
More money, more problems,
B .I .G. was right
Y 'all critics can kiss my ass,
just let me live my life
Cause I'm a grown man,
I know wrong from right
And I got what I got
cause I pray every night
Look, you ain't know me back then
when I ain't had no cake
Look, you ain't know me back then
when I ain't had no grades
You ain't know me
when I had to skip school to grind
I'm tryna get that slow nickel,
I used to want that fast dime
See, I used to pass time
to pass time and shit
But now I'm making corporate deals
instead of buying bricks
Don't get me wrong,
that crack money had me straight
Look, I've been wearing bathing aid
for a whole decade
I bought a Gucci belt buckle
just to match my sandals
And I'm tryna get money
like the Watergate scandal
So I'm high as can be,
I'm fly as a G
Five in the sky, oh my, who is he?
You ain't know me
when I didn't have shit to drive
You ain't know me
when I ain't have shit to buy
You ain't know me
when I had to smoke regular weed
If you ain't know me back then,
why you fuckin' with me?
More money, more problems,
B .I .G. was right
Y 'all critics can kiss my ass,
just let me live my life
Cause I'm a grown man,
I know wrong from right
And I got what I got
cause I pray every night
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Have your money ready,
if you ain't know me back in the game
when I was hustlin' grindin'
You know what I'm sayin',
I'm a fuckin' trap with my nigga Taz
Doin' what we do best
Rest in peace to my nigga Taz,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas talkin' bout I ain't do
nothin' in the streets