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AP, look at the time lately I been on my grind, bae we We cannot relax, run me my stacks And fill up the bag, maybe He sent me a sign, maybe The stars have aligned, maybe I cannot relax, I'm doin' the dash Just run up the bag baby I stuck to the script aye Now we touchin' on M's aye Copped me whip aye I don't need me a Lyft ooh I been had this skill If I chose streets woulda had niggas killed All the nights when we didn't have meals Look at my life swear this shit got me chills Bought ma duke house and I paid all her bills Wrote pop a check then I handed him keys Nourish my seeds, it's nothin' they need She gave me my worlds, give the world to my queen Back in them trenches I visioned this dream Made some decisions and got to the cream Pip riding shotgun, a hell of a team We made it look easy it's not what it seems Picture this scene, block bleed in the four It's a Little World in and out of the store Corner was poppin' right at the Jumbo What a beautiful place and you never could go That's where we started now look where we at House in the hills and shit load of plaques Bro gave me this beat now I'm givin' you facts This life we got push to the max AP, look at the time lately I been on my grind, bae we We cannot relax, run me my stacks And fill up the bag, maybe He sent me a sign, maybe The stars have aligned, maybe I cannot relax, I'm doin' the dash Just run up the bag baby This my real life, come take a look see This wasn't overnight, feel like a lifetime it took me I came from nothin' & I made it to the big league I came from nothin' & I made it to the big league Mob ties with some killaz bitch wuz haanin Blood ties with the family woo wuz brackin I came from nothin' & I made it to the big league I came from nothin' & I made it to the big league Big Shad authentic, I can't f*ck wit no fugaze Everything I said yeah I meant bitch don't play me Southside it was four of us in 44, no Jay Z I came up where next door, seen niggas pushin' up daisies Tell me have you seen a dead body Block bleedin' got it lookin' like a red party Feds runnin' deep kickin' in doors bussin Shootouts on the corner, everybody runnin' duckin And I bet y'all gon glorify it, to me this this was hell on earth My niggas ain't see 18 got faces on these shirts Got food stamps & section eight lil bitch I'm from the dirt You can graduate from the glock shots to a pine box in a hearse Had to navigate thru my opp blocks hella death threats of gettin' murked I knew I was gifted but this cycle I'm in cursed I see fiends on they search Hella demons in these churches Coulda died in this energy, I rose and saw my worth This my real life, come take a look see This wasn't overnight, feel like a lifetime it took me I came from nothin' & I made it to the big league I came from nothin' & I made it to the big league