What's the Pri$e?

Raised myself, didn't ask for no motherfucking help They finna diss you and come ask for your help Dog-eat-dog world, can't wait on your motherfucking fate I rhyme words then I believe in my faith, like on Shiva Live like Eazy, real-life story like Bruce Lee On henny, do my drunken master like Jackie Copying up, teaming up, I be not giving a f*ck Smoking my og. This shit too easy for me lil' bitch Blaze some kush, mellow the motion It's funny how I'm in a funny generation Improving, I'm striving, they starvin', they hatin' Take my piece of mind then they live on pieces of mine, like what's the pri$e bitch? Let's rewind to 2008, that year changed my city's fate Pawns against the king, it was peasants' checkmate "We won! Celebration!" "We won! Celebration!" Gave guns to our sons, people changed up like seasons Life became cheap, riches made the slope too steep Wasn't a part of the herd 'cause they always trip over what they overheard There were two daughters and a son, I was a hustler Turned their backs, I mastered all of the skills they lack Now they asking for handouts I felt like Ali in his bouts Had to float like a butterfly, sting like a bee That was no other then N8tive Young's daddy Patience the virtue, we in it for the long run We blazin', we sippin', having too much fun We blazin', sippin', having too much fun Having too much fun I said patience the virtue, we in it for the long run Raised myself, didn't ask for no motherfucking help They finna diss you and come ask for your help Dog-eat-dog world, can't wait on your motherfucking fate I rhyme words then I believe in my faith, like on Shiva