The Hardest Intro

Muni ridin damn near since I was born this the real me Been broke since I was a kid but they don't feel me Came to rosa parks and my homies would call me philthy Never trippin but on mommas I still feel things The way I grew up made me insecure as f*ck I got teased by the niggas wit bitches I had no luck Always found a way to hide away since then I been tucked runnin stop signs a right of way, they ain't give a f*ck Deep depression way before I was an adolescent But little did I know that shit would be a fuckin blessing used to want the cars and the close and the chains But all the niggas wit the money used to bang I was outside as a kid while yall was doing yall thang the only difference is I'm over here and you in yall lane I was rockin ross jeans they was rockin baumains To this day I wear vans they was rockin all J's Homies used to play sports and then it all changed But i was smart always knew about thangs Whole family convicts I always knew about gangs randy died in 03 I always knew about pain Nigga Now it's not a lot of shit that really hurt a G I understand I have to stay away from certain things, any gold chain that I got, came from a burglary Bitch I'm the hardest out my city most certainly The only difference is I got no name and they ain't heard of me Cola get on beats and start cuttin up like it's surgery Cola's MO is to murder beats to the first degree After february bet these niggas wanna work wit me I won't do a verse unless they fillin up the purse wit cheese F*ck you mean this shit ain't voluntary I dont work for free I grew up wit a lotta niggas so it hurts to see that niggas who I played hawks wit gettin murdered G I come from a place They totin hammas like it ain't a camera Smoke the block up then get ghost nigga danny phantom Cops get on his 6 he yell 12 then he go bananas f*ck the law he tryna sell them grams they ain't gone f*ck the plan up I was slidin down sutter Boolin on baker Pimpin on post outside wit the money makers They spend money on balenciaga sneaks that's funny paper I'm just speakin my opinion bitch I ain't fuckin hater Down bad they justed watched so I Can't do no fuckin favors I was ridin on bart, it was you up in the scrapers Need the bread like a muhfuckin bagel and some capers Yeah he stay right down the street but that's a op that ain't no neighbor nigga