[Intro]

(The playlist)

Huh

(Damn, 'Tro, you made this?)

Can't rest this shit, this like-, I don't know, like a marathon

You gotta take this shit step by step

[Verse 1]

It's just apart of being me

I'm a product of the streets (Streets, yeah)

They gave dawg, and that's his first time, he seventeen

I'm a product of my block, I stood out there in the cold (Cold)

I was tryna steal a car, they tried to send me down the row

And I was only on my block, 'cause I ain't have nowhere to go

I dropped three hundred on the car, for the times that I was broke

I'm gettin' tired of being judged, actin' like they know my soul

Nigga act like 'cause I'm black, then one day I won't make it home

I put a dick all on my pole

I gotta take one if I go, I mean it

Half of my heart cold, anemic

Famous, I can't go in Neiman

Unless that bitch closed

And I got so much smoke, but I'm still out doing shows

Preformin' with my rod, in case a nigga wan' act up