[Verse]

I know all about the pain, bitch, these hoes change up when the fame hits

From solo to more niggas ridin' with you than the slave ship

The same ones who doubted when I was workin' the grave shift

Debatin' 'bout my skill on some Bayless and some Stephen A shit

Me and Sip was out here achin'

Took a dollar and a dream up overseas, you went and made it, boy, that's inspiration

Niggas hated, we said, "Fuck 'em, let's divide the paper"

Go back and fuck them hoes from school who used to try and play us

Major, out in Vеgas with twin

Sippin' lean at the fight, man, how we makin' shit еnd

I lost a grip on a dice, six and eight at the Wynn

I hit some licks in my life, I must've paid for my sins, but fuck it

That's the up and down sides when you hustlin'

Anything is better than them broke days when we was strugglin'

We ain't dealin' fried rice, I used to split it with my brother

Winter time, we huddled up by the oven, stressin'

**** came around when I was dealin' with depression

Dream girl quickly turned to my obsession

Overdose on affection, no work and I'm duckin', I missed a session

On a island, drunk flexin', livin' young and the restless

But then the negative come, arguments get to messy

She wakin' me up with questions 'bout who these bitches I'm textin'

Now we both second guessin', now we lookin' for exits

But throughout the hell we cause, I swear we made the biggest blessin', it's real

We ever decide to go our own direction

Look Jada, all I got, please don't use it as a weapon, it's love

Good or the bad, probably never confessed it

But your hustle is infectious, I'm so proud of your progression, yeah

Started with nothin', made a brand, you know the name

Who the fuck would foul when it's legend status that Pro' would claim?

What Trill did, he been told me that I'm a star

Them halfway house days, scoopin' him in my mama car

Now I be out in Cali for no reason

Meet Keisha and Christina with her sister in the Beemer

Black Jeep, no top doors off, have you seen it?

Ain't dropped, gettin' admitted, got the whole city fiendin'

This shit for Jada and Taylor, I still remember

Me and Tip sittin' in the back of the truck, plottin' the vision

Drop Squad over all, won't change for money or bitches

That was in the 7th grade, goddamn it, nigga, we did it