[Rasheed]

Ma, I'm sorry for the things I did

And god, thanks for all the times you let me live

I should of been dead a long time ago

Should of been me and not Wero

Foot on the pedal while I race to the hood

Go to revillations in your little black wood

My homies all changing and that fucking shit hurts

I never fuck a friend unless they suck my dick first

Creep and I crawl, ball till I fall

Sell you a 80 won't charge you for the straw

They asked me how long I ever kept a job roughly

Well, I worked six months in the county as a trusty

I went to prison and I came back an animal

Southside, Houston's murder capital

My crew is cursed, shoot you first

Died next to a stupid nurse

Put you in the bluest hearse

I'll see your ass and Lucifer

[Chorus - 2x]

6 in the morning police at my door

Fresh, Jordans squeeking cross my bathroom floor

Out the back window, I make my escape

Didn't even have a chance to grab my screwed up tape

[Low-G]

My green light, aloe sinche queeto ky guy palo

haters don't like me cause my name is hard to swallow

Here he comes that 5-O asked me for i.d.

Play on his computer and finds some felonies

I was high, fly and a dubbed blue eye

Every questioned asked I came back with a lie

he was searching my ride and found my 45

That's when I started thinking had to bust him with my nine

Instead I ran, now your boy got away

That night we celebrate like it was a holiday

I use to be broke didn't have big faces

I had to wipe my ass with the yellow pages

No T.V. and no cartoons

My heffer in the kitchen washing plastic spoons

I was a smoker tough on, green potent stuff

No diamonds on my wrist only, broken cuffs -a