Smoking forbidden fruit crusing thru my city
Seen me in that new thang, they're faces looking shitty
I'm the underdog in my hometown like rocky balboa
On wolfe st smoking fatman mixing wock with my soda
I just been cooling wit the homies
Imma ride for the homies
And if the oppositions near then I'm sliding for the homies
Them two bands you making off them drugs don't make you rich
Can't even pay your fee, just say your a broke a bitch
Tired of being misused and being obligated
Y'all don't understand about the shit that I had contemplated
While I'm working an honest job y'all niggas work is lazy
At least I ain't gotta watch my twelve whenever a nigga pay me
Fuck em I rather shake back then make a diss track
Still got love niggas that's mean I won't have yall shit pushed back
