Lyric

Real street nigga, get it understood

Somewhere out in Tokyo, I be smokin’ woods

Raised by struggle, walked through every hood

Seen a lot of things, now my life’s good

I remember, phone ringin’, sellin’ dope

I remember when we posted up in corner sto’

I remember me and Huncho nothin’ but broke

Now my life been good, money on the floor

Had to get it out the mud, I was by myself

In the trap bumpin’ Z-Ro, playing No Help

Glocky on my lap, I don’t need no one else

Kept it meek like Mill, never cried for help

Seen brodie catch a case, he ain’t never tell

Cut the grass, seen the snakes, had to wish ’em well

They was prayin’ on my fall, I just took the steps

Now I’m higher than my demons, I can’t second-guess

Pop was gone, Momma cried, that shit broke my chest

Now I’m slidin’, doin’ shows, got a chrome vest

Used to sleep inside a whip, now I manifest

Labels callin’ every day, I just send a text

Real street nigga, get it understood

Somewhere out in Tokyo, I be smokin’ woods

Raised by struggle, walked through every hood

Seen a lot of things, now my life’s good

I remember, phone ringin’, sellin’ dope

I remember when we posted up in corner sto’

I remember me and Huncho nothin’ but broke

Now my life been good, money on the floor