To My Little Homies

Yeah I came in with my own energy, so **** who aint feelin me
What you projectin, Im expectin,
Your insides is dirty and itchy
Miss me like the toilet seat, you all pissy ,
And hella pissed off
Lesson to my lil *****s back home, get rich dawg
Yeah, get rich dawg, yeah, get rich dawg
Yeah, get rich dawg
*****s that hate you on your birthday
Deny you on your best day
Whisper all your blessings, screamin out your mistake
Why Im never surprised by a hater?
You just beggin for WiFi to collect all my data
B-b-b-back before you knew
I had that crack and always askin for packs
I worked a fast food job for a slow ass check
Wouldnt even ask you for a ride cause I had so much pride
Id rather damn near die before I let you deny me
These days Id damn near die before I ask you to sign me
And if I did, I need a couple more commas before I sign it
I put in hella work, I know my worth, I know Im giant
My Mama said, 'Tear it up, aint no cryin'
I seen who move the ladder in they face when I was climbin
Like its magic, made lemonade outta lime and good timin
They try to slap me five, its like your mine, bad timin
I see the pain in your face, you been sleepin on diamonds
I came in with my own energy, so **** who aint feelin me
What you projectin, Im expectin,
Your insides is dirty and itchy
Miss me like the toilet seat,
You all pissy, and hella pissed off
Lesson to my lil *****s back home, get rich dawg
Yeah, get rich dawg, yeah, get rich dawg
Yeah, ayy, watch your mouth about some Carolina ****
This for them boys still in the sticks,
Sippin gin and fightin pitts
Workin hard like double shifts, package work before shift
And lil Mama savin tips, and study hard for scholarships
Aint no reward if aint no risk,
I had to get up out that *****
I had to jump up off the ledge
And pray Im landing on my ten
And pray my Mama keep her grin,
I know she waitin on the crib
Been Hollybrook since like 010, J street dirt in my blood
And I shed blood just for the win
Used to run around with Los, though we aint spoke
You still my kin that means forever, you my folks
Well you my brother to the end
Used to split the check with Frank, though you locked down
Your presence missed, I hate that **** had to go down
But keep your head up on the end
In the end, we Kings, Queens,
Rich soil and the crowns is all lit up
And love to hit the crib with the kids, its our winters
And if he passed you in the race,
Ayy, tell the world thats my *****
And if you see me in the place,
Then tell the world thats my *****