8pm in South Central E

What time is it? About eight o'clock. I could talk about what I'm doing right now, Where I'm at right now, But right now we in a good space. I wanna talk about them times I ain't had Shit. Talkin' 'bout Smash two thousand on the get, stash spot popped Up with thirty stick hanging on my lap, nigga. Live fast, ready to crash, nigga. Yeah, uh, yeah. Had to roll the window down and feed them Niggas bullets. Who the fuck you think you talkin' To? You ain't no bully. Lack of evidence is relevant when tryna book me. Judge overlookin' everything she probably shouldn't. I was birthed in broken homes, I never knew My dad. Moms could'a paid that cash and dumped Me in the trash. What a blessing, a successor Of a deadbeat dad. I gave his ass a second chance, but I'm Forever mad. I got the right to because I needed you. A lack of love had me gangbangin' in high School. Skippin' classes, shootin' dice, Was tryna fight too. Tryna prove the point I ain't no buster as A bright dude. And I exceeded well, Knots and bruises too. Knowin' I can't fail, the heights I climb to. You gotta watch your back 'cause they'll slime you. Hoes in my DMs say I'm handsome and I Like you. But you don't know me, baby, 'cause I'm really crazy. Need someone to help me soften up, I need Some savin'. So much anger in my heart because I love so bad. Tryna be a better person, Gettin' done so bad. Homie switchin' up, usin' peso for the sauce. Bitches playin' fake, tryna use me for the cash. I'm outside an AMG and I came through the Dash. Buckle up, I got no stash, I think I seen the crash, ooh. Yeah, what you know about this life, nigga? This shit gets scarce, nigga. I used to kinda feel like out of place 'cause I used to be kinda like thinkin' like, "Damn, is this life? Like Is this all I got?" Like I really been To a point where I really didn't give a Fuck, nigga, I really was with it, nigga. Dead or in jail, nigga, yeah, I'm just sayin', Uh. I swear I almost shed a tear tryna Make this song. When I reflect, I'm all alone, But I know I'm strong. On my own since eighteen, I been payin' bills. Imagine I would'a died young, who would'a kept it Real? I know my nigga Fifa would'a kept my Name lit. I held him down through the whole Trial, so he owe me this. Me and Diskey would'a never got to get back Good. He was chasin' hoop dreams and left me In the hood. But it's all good though, You know we good, bro. If was you, I would probably do that shit Too. I was livin' crazy, would'a pulled you in Too. So who am I to judge on what You should do? Yeah, G-Wagon on Forgiatos, Me and my little provato. She ordered the cloth suazo, I added a fish Taco. Money the biggest motto, niggas be fake rich. I pull out a hundred thousand and blow it, It ain't shit. But you don't know me, baby, 'cause I'm really crazy. Need someone to help me soften up, I need Some savin'. So much anger in my heart because I love so bad. Tryna be a better person, Gettin' done so bad. Homie switchin' up, usin' peso for the sauce. Bitches playin' fake, tryna use me for the cash. I'm outside an AMG and I came through the Dash. Buckle up, I got no stash, I think I seen the crash, ooh.