[Chorus]
Last time you told me you proud of me, you-
Last time you told me you proud of me, you wasn't proud of me
You was the nigga who doubted me
I was too mad at you
You let 'em come kill you, my brother
That shit was a tragedy
But magically I got the strategy
I was so sick and tired of niggas keep askin' me
"Who was the killers between the hood?" (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
[Verse]
Bro, I'm a king, that mean we good
Talked to my TT about my problems
Learned to survive, I carry my chopper
Before I was 12, I went to the doctor
Fucked on a stripper and I took me a Roxy
How you my blooda? You say you gon' pop me
Fall over loyalty, never 'bout thotties
Don't mention my name if you mention them bodies
Don't mention my name if you men-