How should I plead, forever thuggin' on a quest to get G's
Runnin' from enemies ever since the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin'
Thinkin' n***** after me, much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't wanna see me stackin' G's
They after a playa but I won't let 'em capture me
I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine
I can't sleep, close my eyes, I see wicked things
I keep my pistol by my bedside, one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homicide, my life's in danger
Rollin' down the 405, beware of stangers
Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it til I'm gone
From out the ghetto where the jealous m************ roam
Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me
Before the penitentiary
Let's get it on
Now I was born alone, took my first joint and I got high alone
Now I'm an Outlaw n****, I never die alone
Me and my n***** is so close, it's complicated
One n**** smokin and drinkin, and yet we all faded
My n**** Edi had a son we all happy
Cause now that little ridah got to deal with eight daddies
My n***** cry, we all cry, and all ride
To rectify the problem, m************ they all die
Been tryin to make a million, by hustlin since my adolescense
From crack dealin to rap villian, my new profession
Who wanna see me at eight deep, f*** 3D
You coward a** motherfckkers'll never see me
Bustin with automatic straps, my raw raps like good crack
n***** fiendin, I got em comin back
Until I die, they label me as a ridah
Forever, my n***** be together
Runnin' from enemies ever since the days of a seed
I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin'
Thinkin' n***** after me, much too paranoid to blink
Wonder why the police don't wanna see me stackin' G's
They after a playa but I won't let 'em capture me
I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine
I can't sleep, close my eyes, I see wicked things
I keep my pistol by my bedside, one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homicide, my life's in danger
Rollin' down the 405, beware of stangers
Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does
I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it til I'm gone
From out the ghetto where the jealous m************ roam
Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me
Before the penitentiary
Let's get it on
Now I was born alone, took my first joint and I got high alone
Now I'm an Outlaw n****, I never die alone
Me and my n***** is so close, it's complicated
One n**** smokin and drinkin, and yet we all faded
My n**** Edi had a son we all happy
Cause now that little ridah got to deal with eight daddies
My n***** cry, we all cry, and all ride
To rectify the problem, m************ they all die
Been tryin to make a million, by hustlin since my adolescense
From crack dealin to rap villian, my new profession
Who wanna see me at eight deep, f*** 3D
You coward a** motherfckkers'll never see me
Bustin with automatic straps, my raw raps like good crack
n***** fiendin, I got em comin back
Until I die, they label me as a ridah
Forever, my n***** be together