Now I'm the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escapin' death, like he avoiding me
He was in my head and I tripped every time I heard them voices speak
Been true to streets, my circumstances made that choice for me

I'm so post traumatic (Stressed)
Yes I'm posed to have it (Yes)
Gotta stay close to ratchet
Cause bro'nem died when they ain't have it
September 3rd I lost a savage (Max)
I been through a lot so I walk with a 'matic
Shawty nem gone go they ain't talking about it
Lay on the house, we one up on whoever walk out that bitch
I been No-Limit I'm 'bout it 'bout it
Go like I'm pussy I doubt it
Walking on hits, we was scouting, routing
You see 4-7 then shout it (4-7)
But when I got some money, ain't stop wildin'
Running it up it's a lot piling
Running these streets I got mileage
That's bro mama car but he hopped out it
My new life ain't violent tho
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