Knucklehead

'Member when I used to skip school, hit the block instead? Diaries of a knucklehead I used to slang under cameras like, "F*ck the feds" Diaries of a knucklehead And if you out here in these streets, you can understand Diaries of a knucklehead I put my life up on the line cause I love my mans Diaries of a knucklehead I used to stand up on that block like, "F*ck the feds" Hustle hard, we was stackin' every buck we had In that field, twenty-four but we was duckin' lead Bullets flyin' close range and they was lucky legs Young niggas, dumb niggas, we ain't listen, had to learn Killed my homies, now we grievin', load the heaters, let 'em burn Gotta keep it, I don't know when it's my turn So I'm ridin' through my hood, and I'm grippin' on it firm Niggas say they gon' kill me, be a man of your word .40 burst, hit the dirt, call a Hearse, get a shirt And the hood ain't see me lately, I'm like, "Y'all gon' get this work" Niggas diss about me crazy, all that shit gon' get 'em murked Don't do that Found out where you hang out and have my shooters come through there 'Member I ain't have no gear, now I can't think what to wear Used to tote them Dillingers, man how'd I get to here? Now I'm signin' signatures and fuckin' bitches everywhere 'Member when I used to skip school, hit the block instead? Diaries of a knucklehead I used to slang under cameras like, "F*ck the feds" Diaries of a knucklehead And if you out here in these streets, you can understand Diaries of a knucklehead I put my life up on the line cause I love my mans Diaries of a knucklehead And I'm a product of screamin' And got a lot just off the top if it's the topic of demons We talkin' weed cause I need it, niggas faded and deep If you need a fade then you get it, blow an 8th, then I speak These niggas playin' for keeps, the rain ready to make you go inside Muzzle up and shovel up, just keep your gold in mind Shoulder cold, he hold the 9, doggie I know your kind I missed the boat, I understand, been in it 'fore the fuckin' cash Since minute phones was in, and every bitch would let you cup her ass But none of them was suckin' dick see now they're suckin' dick My niggas got the upper hand, cop me a couple grams Taught me to stuff the Swish, papi just up and dipped Tight grip on the shit that I'm drownin' in Can't step in my momma crib without counselin' Dip, and my face on the kicks to the south of me Let me say you're lookin' out, but I know you got it out for me 'Member when I used to skip school, hit the block instead? Diaries of a knucklehead I used to slang under cameras like, "F*ck the feds" Diaries of a knucklehead And if you out here in these streets, you can understand Diaries of a knucklehead I put my life up on the line cause I love my mans Diaries of a knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead Diaries of a knucklehead