Jaleel Dotson & Swaggy P - The Intro.

I spent 200 on my tech fleece
Don't need to ride a wave to get the whole world to notice me
Uncle told me Look out for the people that is close to me
Life's a celebration lift ya glass and make a toast for me
Niggas ask for handouts can't give a piece a toast to me
Always watch my back I make sure that I keep the toast with me
They yelling out never leave my brother
But go ghost on me
Let the haters hate never let them get the most of me
I used to open up at ya shows now you hosting me
Flexing on me when I had no hoes but now they notice me
Pull to the 574 yeah they know it's me

And I can go back to my hood and feel so comfortable
But still watching my back because it's niggas that don't fuck with you
Talk bout smoking on yo pack
With ashes in a blunt or two
So much inside the city never knowing what we going through
They reflect off of Chicago
Wanna be a gang banger
power in my voice
I'm just tryna be a game changer
give back to the hood but put yoself inside the same danger
Do dirt all by lonely never talking to the rangers
Crazy how I biggest fans always be some damn strangers
But its crazy yo closest nigga he a do you shady
Then mourn with yo family like the shit is gravy

Can't do no mo free shows you gotta pay me
Always on my grind you can't get paid for being lazy
I found the music and it saved me

Refuse the 9 to 5 not finna slave me
Can't put dollars on my hour cause I'm in the Stu daily
This money what I'm craving
Can't compare not in the same league
Started from the bottom we was never on the same team
Shorty might look sweet but everything ain't ice cream
So much past the looks shorty do you have some nice dreams

In the game since I was 16
Money ain't the big thing
I'm tryna let my people hear the message on the big screen
I'll rather take the key to my city over 6 rings
And I can't put my love inside a bee cause them shits sting
She gone want a nigga when my money tall like Yao Ming
Put the mic to the crowd just so I can hear then all sing

Salute to all young brothers that's really out here trying
They try to get us while we young do what you can to keep from dying
When it's about the positive we take our time with the replying
We all on the same mission tryna ball out like we Zion
I don't wanna have my face on a shirt
Moms crying
And the day I leave this earth you can never call me lier
Cause my rapping so authentic
That's real ain't go gimmicks
I put on for slime like a lizard no cap

Written by:
Jaleel Dotson

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