It's like I sacrifice run it up Just to blow it again Mama said I need better eyes When choosing my friends I can't help it third eye closed wrist on froze Too much money for these skinnies Imma need some Girbauds Bankroll on bankroll Fucking all these skank hoes Like I'm average But what you expect From a nigga who never had shit Only thing I ever prayed for Was a fast whip and a bad bitch In real life I'm closer to Jigga Than most niggas cause in real life I was really a dope dealer go figure You know the way you tryna live like But ain't gettin right Cause you never pushed a pack Or never smelled a crack pipe That shit will change you I view life from a different angle I channeled my anger Now I kick shit like a power ranger This rap shit not just a hobby to me The shit these niggas kickin They really got it from me You know I dyed my hair you dyed yours I sung my chorus you sung yours I'm like the artist of the year But I ain't getting no awards Hold ya applause Its like these niggas jump on my dick When they get bored I'm floored Niggas my sons life a chess board Then these niggas is pawns Bang her head on the head board Til she bout to cum His Achilles done tore he had a hell of a run But now that you done lets toast to the one Ak the God Ak the Don Aka money made With a zip and a gun Fly high Artie Mae Look at yo grandson I stack hustled and I prayed Streets made me the one Every chain on my neck Look like it came out the pond Its full of water I'm in my bag I took em back to the Carter F*ck a gimmick or a image I'm jus raising my daughters Had some niggas call me stingy They no longer my partner Don't wanna kick it how I kick it It ain't my problem why bother Cause every nigga got a story You gotta be ya own author Can't blame me for ya downfall Cause every time Ak hit the ground Shawty bounce up like round ball Check Scrapper I got nephews to look after I'm not looking at you dudes I'm looking past ya On to greener pastures On to greener pastures And it was all games and laughter Till I shot past em He came outta pocket Then them shooters came and sacked him Eight ball corner pocket f*ck nigga re rack em Cause now its game over I done got some closure Niggaz sleeping on me I'm a hit em with the Folgers Member all dem years ago Bitch I told ya Cant say I ain't the goat Member all them years ago Bitch I told ya