Was doing circles round Atlanta with my gang

Imma certified Steppa so I put that on my chain

Got a fully loaded AK finna put it on his brain

I been steady getting money and I put that on the gang

We gone hop out with some heaters on his block and leave a stain

Snatch his chain and leave a stain on were his jewelry use to hang

I was grinding getting money Niggas said that I done changed like some clothes I put them on and fake them off can stay the same

All he rap about it money I was rapping bout my pain

Tryna tell them my story and doing that fucked up the game

Nigga dripping like some water and I still make it rain

And I’ll do it on your block and expose you bout what you claim

Chase a nigga down the street he wheezy like his name lil Wayne

Leave a mission anonymous looking like I never came

Imma have to fly overseas but inside a public plane

20 year old bragging bout getting signed and I did the same

And what’s crazy is all the fucking propaganda from 2019 to when I moved out of Atlanta

Said that we done shot a Nigga whenever he ran up

Like the cash that a nigga been making got my bands up

Tryna be gangsta my momma told me pull my pants up

No I ain’t the real slim shady so I ain’t gon stand up

I came a long way because I’m 14 with some fan love

Niggas with wires came around and tried to scam us

Them niggas think they know my story put in a different way

Getting money and fighting so we gon have to separate

But getting and bangings all they care about today if you ain’t getting laid or getting paid then you gon catch the shade

Niggas finna catch one body and then rub it in your face

Like they did it for a while when really killing ain’t they place

Niggas talk shit but they shut they mouth when I got in the state

Niggas claim they gon hustle but no food on they homies plate

Use to cap my jewelry but now I’m honest they respect me

I done gave my shit away knew it would come back as a blessing

And I will over and over even if god ain’t gon bless me

I done got this out the mud for rapping did with out rest

But back before I took this seriously Niggas tried to test me

Theres been times my niggas Carried drugs and they tried to arrest me

Theres been times I tried to help a Nigga out and they done left me

I don’t like to smoke the cigarettes even if my mom let me

Even tho I’m just this kid I swear to got they won’t forget me

Cause when I was made They had to add a sparkle to my recipe

And every time they listen they gon tell you not to mess with me

I heard too many Niggas tell they niggas not to mess with Z

I really got the music culture engraved to the flesh of me

I came from the west side niggas know what I be rapping G

If Niggas wanna talk about it they can get the best of me but something gonna spat if they say something bout my family

Cause it’s different when they say some bout it that ain’t real

Remember seeing niggas Rolling Stones like we use to roll wheels

We ain’t ever had no money not even if we would steal

Know a Nigga who done overdosed he can’t resist the pills

The devil put me in a room full of money I just stay still

Cause all you Niggas want the cash and not your soul, know how it feels to lose that shit in the process of getting better it’s a deal

Ain’t sell my soul to sign a label you ain’t even need a shield

What it cost to a Nigga, it just depends on if they poor

If they want it enough for them tryna get it out the dough

Tryna a make an appearance I get recognized in the story don’t matter that I’m rapping I guess it matters what it’s all for