Intro (Hope) JT

[Pre-Chorus]
Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss the game
Moved away from home, hoping shit change
Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm still mad from twenty years ago
Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope

[Verse 1]
Rent past due, but my shoes new
Non-rapping bitch, who the fuck you talking to?
I was off in Saks, Gucci alligator bags
While you was laying on your back and stuffin' bottles up your ass
"These niggas ain't shit," words from my auntie
Eight mugshots, niggas still beg to fuck me
Bitch, I'm too rare like NY with some palm trees
Bitches ever play, then it's face where my palm bе
These all facts, ask the bitchеs on my block how
I was parked at them stores with them pieces in my socks
And I'm still hot, in the summer, terry cloth
Made it to the top and I swear I'll never stop