[Verse 1: Holloway]

As I slide into this gangster track

I lost so many gangsters to this game of crack

My entourage is camouflage and niggas hollering, "Gangster that

Gangster this"

But you ain't no motherfuckin' gangster, bitch

I doubt you ever rocked a ounce and bouncers had to bang a bitch

I'm dangerous, not by my choice, but by my lifestyle

My lifestyle was quite wild, I hustled as a juvenile

And ran the streets with thuggish niggas, packing plenty heat

Riding like dirty coroners, that's the niggas that keep me on my feet

My little cousin doin' life with no parole 'cause he had to peel this nigga (Kill this nigga)

Realest nigga, I hope you niggas feel me, nigga

Fuck doin' bad and fuck being on my ass

And fuck being that nigga screaming, "Look, dog, I wish I had"

I'm 'bout that dollar, and to them bitches that want to holler, holler

Me and this nigga Fiend ain't giving nothing but some cum to swallow

I ain't gon' lie, it's a beautiful thing to be a rich mane

But peep game, 'cause the way I had to get mine was a bitch, mane

[Chorus: Fiend]

Where do I belong?

I was placed here, the nigga before me was erased here

Is this world my home?

I was placed here, the nigga before me was erased here

Where do I belong?

I was placed here, the nigga before me was erased here

Is this world my home?

I was placed here, the nigga before me was er–

[Verse 2: Fiend]

Yo, I was dropped off in the ghetto, told to survive the best way I can

How these young black males gon' teach they selfs to be a man?

I heard my God was killed by the Klan, well they ain't in my plan

I'll be damned if they gon' stop what's grand

Look, I spoke to let my inner thoughts get carried away

Every child that's born, somebody got buried that day

Holloway, dog, if I ain't really know no better

I'd swear my life was measured and it's slowly getting severed

And it feels like I don't even know my life no more

So when I live life, I don't know right no more

My brother Kevin told me, "Protect your mama

Or Eden' garden, purgatory is where they'll never find you"

I got scraps and bruises and my eyes are plenty damp

From the un-sincere to near my real camp

I'm ever disgusted, just ready to say, "Fuck it

You know what, partner? Go 'head, turn around this Cutlass"

[Outro: Fiend & Holloway]

– Watch the curb, nigga, man, what the, Holloway, man, what the fuck you doin'?

– Nigga, you wanted me to turn the motherfuckin' car around, I'm turning this bitch around. Now what you gon' do, nigga?

– Oh, so, so you think I told you to turn this motherfucker around for nothin'

– Nigga, handle your business

– Unlock the door

– Let's do it

– I'll be right back

– I'm with you