[Intro]
I just wish the bro was with me, yeah
What else?

[Verse 1]
I'm done feeling, tryna sympathize for my thug livin'
All I emphasize is the drug dealin'
Shit that they gon' hold against me when I'm Grammy-nominated
I just wish the bro was with me, look at all the time we wasted
In the kitchen, whippin' 'caine, could've been took the game and dominated
'Fore this street shit was overpopulated (It was)
When you gettin' money, fuckin' hoes come with the territory (Yeah)
Never tell my story, 'causе these bitches bе too complicated (They do)
Out of all these pushers from my ghetto, I'm the one that made it (I'm the one)
But all these fraud niggas on top and I'm so underrated
Just a couple questions in my mind that I want answers to (I ask myself)
Bad bitch, legs crossed, readin' Maya Angelou (Mafia, what else?)
Can't touch what you can't feel if it's not tangible
Police know we Creatures, so they treat us like we animals (Biggest creature in the jungle)
You think Blocks'll pull some shit like that? You never know
Teenage Mutant in the whip, he spin like Michelangelo

[Chorus]
For the hypes off of Fenkell, stuffin' pipes and them needles
Rally stripes on the Regal, got more stripes than a Bengal
Creased up without a wrinkle, drippin' ice and the sprinkles
It ain't no mystery with me, my whole life been illegal
Before that road life, I spent some long nights with the demons
Sold dope my whole life, I slept some cold nights on the cement
Stepped on the blow twice, they know that I'm an evil genius
Real street nigga, clean-cut, but he mean business
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