And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me
How the fuck you goin' down when I was eighteen?
Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit
I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit
I'm doin' good, double up and bring it to the hood, this shit for us
Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone?

Still remember cryin' on the phone, me and Reese
I forever got your kid, my nigga, 'til we even
I swear I wanna quit, but bro, I gotta keep goin'
They ain't got my back out here, I swear it's somethin' I know
Probably be happier to hear I'm goin' broke
I know for a fact a couple million on a home
My head down, but shit been lookin' up for a minute
You always with your nigga, but you in love with me
Them cars paid and your house, boo you can chill now, yeah
A hundred thousand ain't shit, I got a them M's now, yeah
I never committed fraud
Five hundred cash, blow it all to see my dawg
Find me in my bag, niggas prayin' on me to fall
If it weren't for this rap shit, I'd still be sellin' raw
I know you notice progression
We fell out 'cause you was messy
Them killers know I be steppin', since a young nigga
Still that one nigga

Granny still cryin'
Ayy, my mama still

And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me
How the fuck you goin' down when I was eighteen?
Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit
I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit
I'm doin' good, double up and bring it to the hood, this shit for us
Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone? (Yeah, yeah)

I been judged twice
Losin' four-five niggas in one summer, that ain't nothin' nice (that ain't nothin' nice)
Blamed for bodies, funeral homes packed, but I only hugged twice (yeah)
Smellin' blood comin' from his body, that ain't nothin' nice (that ain't nothin' nice)
Hurt you more when killers that you love turned to a fuckin' mice (let's get it)
Love me like I love you, bro (love me like I love you)
Love me like you love these hoes (love me like you loves these hoes)
Love don't last and it even show
They show they hand, they trade for sure
I helped when you was at your lowest
It seem like you ain't wanna grow (you ain't wanna grow)
We in tune with the world, you still ain't seem to make a show
I send mail to the jails, they sent it back
Said, "Gang signs was scratched out," they gave us hell
And ain't wanna take two years, I can imagine you with an L
How you feel? Give me chills
See I'm rappin, but I'm for real, yeah, yeah
We gon' get back, so if you see us, you better get back
Click, click-clack, his shit splat
Street nigga forever, I'm with whatever, come with that (let's get it)
Niggas dyin' if they with that, let's get it

Granny still cryin'
Ayy, my mama still

And you was supposed to hold me down
I wish I could see your smile
All that other shit don't mean nothin', I came from hustlin'
And I still remember all the advice you ever gave me
How the fuck you goin' down when I was eighteen?
Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of shit
I'm on my own, I'm on my own but I'll never quit
I'm doin' good, double up and bring it to the hood, this shit for us
Tell me how the fuck is it for us if I'm alone?

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Writer(s): Dion Hayes, Durk D. Banks, Rai'Shaun Williams