[Chorus: Derez De'Sean]
In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors
So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?]
Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?]
A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake
A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy
I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it
But nigga I made it
Nigga I made it
I made it
Nigga I made it
[Verse 1: Derez De'Sean]
This shit amazing
Nigga I made it
Lately I been watching my friends
Can't be no Abraham Linkon
Niggas tryna catch me slippin
Niggas tryna catch me slippin
Niggas tryna come and sneak
Niggas crippin on a Crip
I been dancing with the [?]
And lately I been fighting demons
[?] shooter with me [?] left
[?] myself
[?]
[?] myself
[?] help
[?] crystal meth
I taste it off a bitch's breath
I taste the molly in the pussy
[?] pussy
Lying, sneaking, caught him looking
Everything he had, I took it
Street family out in Brooklyn
I got [?] in the kitchen cooking
I got young niggas in the bushes
[?]
Derez De'Sean!
[Chorus: Derez De'Sean]
In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors
So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?]
Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?]
A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake
A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy
I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it
But nigga I made it
Nigga I made it
I made it
Nigga I made it
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
I said these niggas steady looking for me
When they see me [?]
In the kitchen like I'm cooking something
Broke nigga looking sick or something
I keep it up on me [?]
Caut him slippin, had to stick up homie
Foreign outside, sticker on it
Married to the money, no matrimony
Pink slip, a nigga actually on
Roles Royce, double S on it
Came up quick, stashed the phone
Hate them niggas with a [?]
[?] action [?]
If that was me, [?]
Bad bitch [?]
Fucked her [?]
Styrophome full of codeine
Addicted to it like a dope feend
St. [?] no [?]
Smoked him before he smoked me
I can't reply to like every bitch
I can't reply to like every diss
Rat facts, he on every list
This money on me, get him buried quick
[Chorus: Derez De'Sean]
In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors
So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?]
Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?]
A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake
A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy
I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it
But nigga I made it
Nigga I made it
I made it
Nigga I made it
[Verse 3: Young Greatness]
Came up from the corner
I put money in the shoebox
Addicted to fuck up the commas
[?] just to kill all the drama
I know that they mention my name
I tell them niggas come and get me
[?] for no man
Hustle hard for the cheese
Tryna take my son to school
[?] fuck up the news
Bout to try and get some bread
I'm just tryna make a way
I'm just tryna [?]
I'm just tryna see the days
I'm just tryna ride the waves
I'm just tryna [?]
Everyday I'm going hard on a bitch, and I been tryna run my kitchen
Haters could try to stop me, Imma drop his ass like he fucked with my sister
This for my dirty money
This for my dirty
[Chorus: Derez De'Sean]
In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors
So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?]
Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us
And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable
A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?]
A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake
A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy
I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it
But nigga I made it
Nigga I made it
I made it
Nigga I made it