[Intro: Flipp Dinero]
This is really fucking cool
Understanded what I wouldn't be
Under, under, under
Understanded what I wouldn't be

[Verse 1: Flipp Dinero]
Yeah, understanded what I wouldn't be
Niggas talking on me, they be talking all that blasphemy
Demons all around me, man, I swear these niggas after me
Pull up on the scene and switch the shit, shit was tragedy
I stayed up in the streets, was cold so niggas had to strap the heat
Juggin' packs to get it back so all my gualas trap and eat
'Member when gualas starved, it's only right my gualas eat
It's only right my gualas ball, we die for JLs on our feet
Niggas wouldn't understand I'm winning but it's like defeat
I copped myself a big estate but death was on my life complete
Money make your life elite but leave you when this life's complete
And I really want in life was bread so I can write and eat
Smoking like a fucking fiend to keep my mental on my feet
Running for them fucking Ms, still put them diamonds in my teeth
Count up 'til that money ends, that money counter make the beep
Niggas locked up prayin' for me even though they life is beat
Blessing niggas, this that introduction to the fucking streets
We don't call the boys the pigs, we call 'em D's they on our meat
Hopped up off the porch and hit the stu', it's like I found my feet
Niggas duckin' shots, was duckin' low, then threw back with the heat
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