Now I'm leaving, deceiving, looking at people
thinking I'm beasting, cheating, completing
slap that brother till he's bleeding.
Now I'm running from the cop.
I pop a shoot, going back to swinging a mop.
I be making money nonstop brother have that
shotty in my walking like a stick figure
I get girls watch this.
This brother just flinch
Brother loving life living good,
Hate when people think I'm from the hood
There's some people that love me.
For all my life I have been bullied
In 4th grade I almost slapped someone silly.
See I'm not the fighting type
