(Verse: Mar2gone)

I be thinkin' bout all the shit I did and seen and said and saw

Niggas be tryna pop out on a Monday just like Monday, you ain't RAW

He came out the house and he got boxed, ha ha ha, what the fuck did you thought

Man, this shit crazy, sometimes I just sit back and think

How this shit really changed in a blink, First you a baby gettin' baths in the sink

Now the whole world just want you to sing Man, this shit crazy, you know what I mean

See this shit change in the blink of a blink You just gotta think

You just gotta think, yeah, yeah I can't make up for the past

But I can make up for the present Every loss a nigga took, it came back

Then it was a blessing, Balenciaga on em

Like they ass got power likе Goku partner, Just like pills, we had poppеd them

You wanna see em, then go see a doctor You on my ho, then I can't stop you, uh

Nigga, I'm just gon' block her, uh Cause me and Lil D was in the trenches

Fucked up So bad, tryna get us a dollar

Had five in the tank, had five on the hoes Fucked up, tryna get us some pussy

You a vet, got took by a rookie oh you said that you pulled it, you pussy

Had a Drac in the motherfuckin' backseat Man, I know they ain't, finna tax me

Ran it up like it was a track meet Now that bih like, Lil Mar, you a athlete

When you keep shit real, you don't get nothin' from it

Bro shoot shit like Andre Drummond, Strikers and bikers, you know that we coming

And send him the rack, cause you know that we dumpin

(Verse: cwheezy)

When you keeping shit real, you don't get nothin' from it

Fuck, why the fuck am I out of luck? Like, why do I feel so stuck

When I'm doin' too much, you ain't doin' enough When I'm showin' you love, you just givin' it up

To all of these niggas, I empty the clip Until that trigger click, yeah

Killin' all of you niggas When I'm poppin' my shit, then all your haters sick, yeah

And I know how you feel, I'm so fuckin' tired of keepin' it real

To niggas that won't treat me the fuckin' same

Swear to God, all these niggas is motherfuckin' lame, yeah

Nigga, this life ain't a game I was talkin' to Mar, like look how far we came

When I'm off of the drank, I can still fuckin' aim

Yeah she want me to fuck, but I don't know her name

Nigga, try to run up and we makin' it rain

Niggas know that's my bitch, so I don't gotta claim

Runnin' it up, I got somethin' to gain

I think she only fuckin' with me for fame

Or maybe for personal gain

Sittin' back, thinkin' that life ain't a game

Sittin' back, thinkin' that life ain't a game