[Intro]
(Realest)
Hey (It ain't a hit unless [?] daddy [?] three)
Hey, three

[Chorus: 3D The Hook King]
I did it on my own, I ain't take handouts from nobody
On my mama, bitch, I ain't scared of nobody
I ain't scared of nobody

[Verse 1: Peezy & 3D The Hook King]
I ain't scared of none of you ho niggas
I ain't fuckin' with none of you broke bitches
I'm a real nigga from the trenches
At the club with niggas that'll drill you
Used to traffic **** for a livin'
Used to whip the dope like a chemist
Sell you four and a half, that's a midget
Bein' in my presence, that's a privilege
Free Icewear 'til he come home
Did a little time but it wasn't long
Whip a whole thing up on one stove
Make a hundred grand off of one phone
Out of town with a whole stack of the blues
Tryna sell the whole bag 'fore I come home
You ain't really tryna run up your bands, you a fool
You done blew your whole bag all on one ho
Niggas on the 'Gram goin' tit for tat
We was never really into that
I was sellin' grams, stuffin' nicks in the bag
You can ask my mama, bitch, I used to live in the trap
Nigga run in, get his shit cracked
Five-hundred grams, that's a big bag (Hey)
Put a one on to see the impact
I'll serve a nigga on Christmas, got it gift wrapped, come get it
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