Lyrics:

Turn up, people tell me (ATL Jacob)
They ain't really from the streets

Came a long way to a mansion crib (To a mansion crib)
I had roaches at my granny crib (At my granny crib)
Jumped into the streets on accident (On accident)
Police snatch me up, they better not ask me shit (Let's get it, yeah)
I don't want no Qual', I want some Actavis (Want some Actavis)
I bet that nigga won't lack again (Won't lack again)
Remember I had them two for tens (Two for tens)
Put me on child support, you better not ask for shit (Woah, woah)
On my dead body (Woah, woah)
I remember wakin' up and seein' a dead body
And I can't go back on my word, that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral, cry over my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out, I'm talkin' 'bout everybody (Everybody)
I remember sellin' weed inside some Ed Hardys (Ed Hardys)
My homie, he the police, he might be fed probably (Fed probably)
That's on my dead body, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

You ain't never been in a shootout with your homie, he ain't shoot back (He ain't shoot back)
Niggas don't try me when I'm by myself 'cause I'm too strapped ('Cause I'm too strapped)
Always tryna fix some shit where they loose at (Where they loose at)
Couldn't get nothin' to eat where I'm at, I sold loose squares (I sold loose squares)
Tryna tell my judge my story, he like, 'Who cares?' (He like, 'Who cares?')
Can't explain the love I got out for Du'Meir (For my son)
Don't come outside when it's war, I think you scared (I think you scared)
Wasn't in my life, I tell my kids you dead, uh (You wasn't there)
Know some niggas'll snake they homies for some meds (For some meds)
Know some niggas that don't take care of they homies in the feds (Oh my God)
Know some niggas that took some gunshots to the head (That's on God)
No reaction, they scream, 'Gang, gang' when I'm dead (Let's get it)
Please be greater (Please be greater), don't please these haters (Don't please these haters)
On that Bentley paddle (That Bentley paddle), like please these gators (Skrrt)
I don't cry at wakings (Cry at wakings), I'ma grieve later (Grieve later)
You don't believe me now (Believe me now), you gon' believe me later (Believe me later)
If you ain't bleedin' now (If you ain't bleedin' now), you gon' bleed later (You gon' bleed later)
We don't buy Five-seveNs (Five-seveNs), nigga, we take 'em (We take 'em)
Percocet, eat 'em, (Percocet, take 'em), I told Rex, 'Take 'em' (I told Rex, 'Take 'em')
Ain't let money change him (Ain't let money change him)
I told Rex, 'Thank you' (I told Rex, 'Thank you')

Came a long way to a mansion crib (To a mansion crib)
I had roaches at my granny crib (At my granny crib)
Jumped into the streets on accident (On accident)
Police snatch me up, they better not ask me shit (Let's get it, yeah)
I don't want no Qual', I want some Actavis (Want some Actavis)
I bet that nigga won't lack again (Won't lack again)
Remember I had them two for tens (Two for tens)
Put me on child support, you better not ask for shit (Woah, woah)
On my dead body (Woah, woah)
I remember wakin' up and seein' a dead body
And I can't go back on my word, that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral, cry over my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out, I'm talkin' 'bout everybody (Everybody)
I remember sellin' weed inside some Ed Hardys (Inside some Ed Hardys)
My homie, he the police, he might be fed probably (He might be fed probably)
That's on my dead body, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

I'ma attached to my babies
They've been drivin' me crazy
My three sons crazy
Make my daughters ladies
Turn these thous to millions
Goin' broke, prevent it
I be on my enemies
A hundred and one percentage
Don't fuck with no sucker niggas
My life, I adjusted with it
I'll snake you just to get it
No wonder I keep my distance
Wonder why I keep my pistol
Had fame since we was little
Kept guns from bein' bullied
Cap guns to keepin' fullies
My teacher tried to push me
I need them birds like Whoopi
My bitch, I love her pussy
For thirty thousand, book me
They steady tryna book me
Smoke a pound of cookie
A designer junkie
I done survived the jungle
I'ma survive the struggle
Forever gon' ride with Muscle, Lil V
These niggas ain't real, act like they love me
Homicide, homicide if a nigga touch me
Facts, oh
A shame on you, mean that's a shame on me
You got fame on you, that mean that's fame from me
If you get one hundred years, that's the same for me
I'll forgive you for what you did, just explain to me

Came a long way to a mansion crib (To a mansion crib)
I had roaches at my granny crib (At my granny crib)
Jumped into the streets on accident (On accident)
Police snatch me up, they better not ask me shit (Let's get it, yeah)
I don't want no Qual', I want some Actavis (Want some Actavis)
I bet that nigga won't lack again (Won't lack again)
Remember I had them two for tens (Two for tens)
Put me on child support, you better not ask for shit (Woah, woah)
On my dead body (Woah, woah)
I remember wakin' up and seein' a dead body
And I can't go back on my word, that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral, cry over my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out, I'm talkin' 'bout everybody (Everybody)
I remember sellin' weed inside some Ed Hardys (Inside some Ed Hardys)
My homie, he the police, he might be fed probably (He might be fed probably)
That's on my dead body, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)