Intro lyrics

Yeaa

[Chorus]

I started with nothing
Young n*gga kept f*cking that paper up
That’s when I gave it my all
Was stuck in them trenches
Everyday trying make a living
Was trapping from winter to fall
So many times had my back against the wall
f*cked up n*gga like who could I call
Said they looking for me I’m still in the halls
Try run up an I’m knocking you off
He turned to a snake but he once was my dawg (ugh)
Gotta take them losses wanna turn to a boss
If I ain’t think smart I wouldn’t be here at all
It’s all about the get back don’t care what it cost (ugh)
Hop Out trying catch me a vic
No picking and choosing don’t care who you get
We slid back on offense se an they ain’t evеn hit
We taking his gun he ain’t blowing that stick

[Verse]
Eyes on thе prize I been stuck on a mission
Everyday wake up just get up go get it
Been fighting this case I still got other pending
That sh*t don’t even phase me don’t stop how I’m living
An ma know I love her sometimes I be tripping
Memba them days on the block I ain’t listen
I ain’t gon lie my b*tch one of the realest
Got in that jam wasn’t folding or bending
For I go to bed I’m praying to god for his hand
Cause a n*gga know he been sinning
Catch em out of bound he say we ain’t spinning
It’s just me and bro Two Glocks and we twinning
Started in the trap I turned it to a business
You don’t gotta like me but you gon feel this
When it’s love or hate can always tell the difference
You don’t gotta lie f*ck it if it’s tension
Tell it how it is n*ggas think it’s dissing
I been in the game for a lil minute
I seen n*ggas change not just for that fame for that paper to before they get to spend it
I dont be just talking b*tch I’m really in it
Glock get disrespectful way that it be spitting
Better duck your head when I get to hitting
Out there on that block jus don’t become a victim
Chorus]

I started with nothing
Young n*gga kept f*cking that paper up
That’s when I gave it my all
Was stuck in them trenches
Everyday trying make a living
Was trapping from winter to fall
So many times had my back against the wall
f*cked up n*gga like who could I call
Said they looking for me I’m still in the halls
Try run up an I’m knocking you off
He turned to a snake but he once was my dawg (ugh)
Gotta take them losses wanna turn to a boss
If I ain’t think smart I wouldn’t be here at all
It’s all about the get back don’t care what it cost (ugh)
Hop Out trying catch me a vic
No picking and choosing don’t care who you get
We slid back on offense se an they ain’t even hit
We taking his gun he ain’t blowing that stick