Crashin' Out

Let this band play
 Let this band play
 Lately I been feeling like spazzin' out
 Memphis niggas known for crashin' out
 I heard you going broke, so you ass'd out
 Tryna keep up with the kid you gon' be ass'd out
 Tell me how the fuck you think I got here
 This rap game ain't shit to me but some cartwheels
 90 percent of these niggas not real
 Started rapping, found out these rappers jewelry not real
 Damn, damn
 Swear that shit hurt my heart dawg,
 Huh, fuck it though
 Never had a deal but got more guap than all of y'all
 Lost a half of mil' that's why I started rapping, dawg
 Tall skinny nigga, I shoulda been playing ball
 But I had niggas spending a hundred grand
 Every time they called
 It ain't shit to pick up a pistol and go robbin' nigga
 I let my nuts hang, went out of town and went mobbin' nigga
 Think 'bout my childhood, all I remember is starving nigga
 Old niggas in the hood was hating, but I ain't buy them niggas
 Made a pledge with my niggas, we brothers forever (Yeah)
 Don't give a fuck, you right or wrong, we thuggin' forever (Yeah!)
 Shit was treacherous in my hood, nigga (Every man for they self)
 Richest nigga in my hood, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
 Do what I wanna, before this rap shit, none of that cap shit
 Just might be the realest nigga on the map, bitch
 Had your sister holding pounds on some trap shit
 Bout to go pick up some gualla, I'll be back bitch
 Two-two thousand miles away, by my damn self
 Niggas talk too much so I don't need no damn help
 Dolph ran up them milly's, you feel like he owe you don't you?
 But tell the truth, you would cross him out for some paper, won't you?
 Why I show you so much, you ain't never did shit for me
 I take that back, besides run your mouth like a bitch to me
 I ain't got no rap friends cause all they bitches feeling me
 They know deep down inside I'm what they nigga wanna be
 Ain't nothing but one of me (Damn)
 He really from the streets (Damn)
 He really swung them P's (Damn)
 He really bought that double R truck, it's not a lease (Damn)
 Momma called me crying, said she proud of me (I love you)
 Remember a couple of my own niggas doubted me (Fuck you)
 Found my first plug, was like I hit the lottery (Thank you, God)
 When I get shot, was the first time I ain't have my Glock with me