They just see how I'm livin'
They don't really know how I be feelin', nah
They just see how I'm livin'
They don't know how I be feelin'
K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites
Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects
Late night schemin', tryna make a profit
I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet
K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites
Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects
Late night schemin', tryna make a profit
I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet
I gotta go hard on these instruments just to get these benjamins
Leeky next door to my cell, we was talkin' through a vent
He told me it's FNF, so it ain't no new friends
Once I make it to the top mama gon' get that new Benz
These niggas be bitch made, I guess that shit a new trend
Me and you are not the same so quit that comparison
He livin' a fairy tale, like them Odd Parents
Free my nigga NaNa, he was trappin' out the Heritage
I put money over bitches 'cause these gon' kiss and tell
Feelin' just like Lucci, all them haters they gon' wish me well
I'ma try my luck and throw a penny in the wishing well
Paper chasing, did my calculation on a digi' scale
Looked my auntie in her eyes, I told her I would never fail
Looked my brother in his eyes, I told him I would never tell
Free my niggas Juan and Icy, I know they forever real
Gotta stay solid, it's from the projects to that jail cell
K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites
Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects
Late night schemin', tryna make a profit
I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet
K-Swiss on my feet and I just wanted some Foamposites
Dreamin' 'bout them suburbs from the projects
Late night schemin', tryna make a profit
I know they gon' hate when that black card get in my wallet
How the f*ck you changed on me? you changed homie
You was in it for the fame homie, the fame only
I was locked up in them chains on me, you switched lanes on me
Now my body filled with pain on me
How the f*ck you changed on me? you changed homie
You was in it for the fame homie, the fame only
I was locked up in them chains on me, you switched lanes on me
Now my body filled with pain on me
How the f*ck you changed up?
Look what the f*ck a nigga came from
I stuffed that dirty Curry in my bankroll
You told me if I keep it G that you gon' keep it gangster
Every day I'm strapped down, Walker Texas Ranger
These niggas fake, I thought that we was A-1
Smile in your face but they ain't really your day one
Hoodie on, head down, I'm feelin' just like Trayvon
Magazine that's in my clip, no Avon
I just want a mil in my face, hope I get a record deal off this tape
Changed on me, Quando Rondo nigga, yeah
