| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people | 
| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people | 
| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people | 
| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people | 
| Ayy, yeah, you helped when I was down, but I did more when I got up | 
| I’m grateful they penny pinchin', draw that line and then they stuck | 
| Lotta niggas, they ain’t wit' me from the beginning, now it’s fuck 'em | 
| Broke as fuck, I asked for licks and you ain’t give it, how I’m your brother? | 
| I still slide with them choppers, I still move with them robbers | 
| I killed your demon, we the devils, we be squashin' them goblins | 
| He’s in the distance talkin' murder, but he cap on them bodies | 
| Bitch, y’all the ones that’s gettin' hit, ayy, check the news if I’m lyin' | 
| At the end of the day, all the niggas gettin' popped | 
| Roll on the block and I’ma make it rock | 
| Rocks in my cup while I sip on Wock | 
| Pulled the panties up, I told her I just want the top | 
| I ain’t gotta say RIP to too many of my niggas 'cause me and my niggas really | 
| do the killin' | 
| You would rather hear me say free Hotty and free Tae (Free my dawgs) | 
| And free my nigga CeeLo 'cause they fightin' they sentences | 
| I done really seen tragedy | 
| But I still made it happen | 
| Handguns automatics and they gettin' to clappin' | 
| Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain’t doin' no jammin' | 
| Y’all shoulda seen that nigga face when I upped on 'em | 
| My niggas happy I did it, but to be honest, shoulda bust homie | 
| But I’m a father now, I got a daughter now | 
| I gotta be smarter now and go a little harder now | 
| She done fucked with my pride, a couple niggas I let slide | 
| But don’t forget them niggas I put up like a jet ride | 
| A real gangsta help the nigga that need the most around him | 
| I’ma put my nigga on, not finna joke a clown | 
| I feel I do a lot, but do I do too much? | 
| Mom say I do enough, but enough is enough | 
| It’s too much on my back but still I carry everybody | 
| But when my knees buckle, I ain’t get a text from nobody | 
| Lord, yeah | 
| Girl, them folks took my- ayy, they took my Instagram and | 
| I ain’t get a text from nobody, ha | 
| I done really seen tragedy | 
| But I still made it happen | 
| Handguns automatics and they gettin' to clappin' | 
| Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain’t doin' no jammin' | 
| I done really seen tragedy | 
| But I still made it happen | 
| Handguns automatics and they gettin' to clappin' | 
| Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain’t doin' no jammin' | 
| Aight, haha | 
| Great deal, haha |