Frankie's Back

I was 16 when I got nicked for a shooting Olders put me on the strip before you knew it as grooming Every time I came home I'd try find me a crack house Or a 8-ball of sniff 'cause everybody was tooting And everybody 'round here is in gangs or recruiting Or gang star reforming, nobody saluting Been exposed to this shit so long it made me a mutant In my factory set diamonds and my bezels are fluted Two piece and my nine that's suited and booted I got boxes on the floor, did we leave or we moving I've been a G by myself, it's scientifically proven I know love is just a word, I know pain's an illusion Please don't tell me about your problems if you don't want solutions I treat rap like the trap so they're calling me ruthless Please don't tell me about no waps 'cause I'm buying them toothless Frankie with the four eyes now he thinks he's Frank Lucas White ash certified from my own boutique If they ask, tell the truth, I never sold you weed I'm a hustler by nature, it's my whole routine I wake up and go get it, what the f*ck you mean What the f*ck I look like, I can rap and I can cook white Read and I book write and I'm in the rap game moving like I'm Suge White You remember me, we had a good fight F*ck a hook, boy I got a hook knife Since I was on my push bike Stuck on the road I never looked twice What you talking 'bout, we're the wise guys, the good guys I was flying packs before I took flight I treat business like bouj lines She like hood vibes, she got tan lines F*ck her ten times in the same night Barely get her name right Why they call him broad day Do it in the day light Stuck that pussy up against the wall like the train times