Yeah yeah. I never had a role model. I was loading gold hollows in my little Glock-40. A little shorty heart colder than December in the morning. And I think it was December when they swarmed me. Niggas is jealous fuck can they tell us. With them dreams they try to sell us? Probably why I'm rebellious. To the fraud niggas I lost niggas when I got paper. It's like more money I made they got faker. And it's crazy when your best friend turn into your top hater. Wanna roll up and smoke you like top paper. Damn what a feeling when you and your homie chilling and. You know he got thoughts of probably robbing and killing you. Momma said don't ever ever let them belittle you. And stay away from them haters cause they'll riddle you. Last year was like a bad year. Even though I touched more paper than a cashier. Small circle I ain't never really 'round squares. They say there's levels to this shit you niggas downstairs. Different floors for different bosses. Different tours on different jets my niggas saw. Different city with different bitches and different whores. Sometimes I look in the mirror Meek Milly this your car?. Look at your arm check out your neck look at your charm. And to think my niggas started off with cooking raw. When it was hard the coach told me to get the ball. I step back for the three watch it go swish and fall. And that was and-one they thinking how we get this far?. We was just down by three and they thought we took a loss. They couldn't D me like Earl Boykins I'm sticking soft. Tried to pick me off like Champ Bailey but I'm Randy Moss. And I ran it all for the touchdown what now?. Gold Ap all bust down fuck clowns. My heart getting cold. Then the streets getting colder. They said I would't make it no way. I think my heart getting colder my heart getting cold. Told them I would make it one day. Only Lord knows. Dedicated de-terminated and disciplined. When Diddy Hova and Baby talking I'm listening. When I be in the jungle the Devil be whispering. Slugs flying by me I hear them they whistling that was a close call. Stand up nigga so I won't fall. My teacher told me I would never go far. Seen him last week he was my chauffeur. I was like "told y'all". Mommy was a booster daddy was a shooter. So they couldn't blame me when I went and copped a Ruger. Looking at my homies see the ghost of Freddy Krueger. Cause if he catch you sleeping he's going "I got your medulla oblongata". I'm a father and my son don't see a lot of. If I don't get he gon' probably end up with a chopper. In a field out in Philly do you feel me?. Told my momma I won't let these haters kill me. Getting high even though it might derail me. And I won't ever let these bitches see the real me do you feel me?. Times change like the Rollie did. Now I'm killing these niggas the way that Kobe did. [Diddy:]. Ayo. It gets fucked up when your own family start calling you out. Shit money's the root of all evil. Family start telling you "you acting different nigga". You're goddamn right I'm acting different. With all this motherfucking money. But then when it comes from your brother your sister your mother your father. That shit hurts you to the core man. When they start acting like something that you ain't never motherfucking seen you done grew up motherfucker. They gave birth to you know what I'm saying?. You got raised you done played in the park with them. This money thing this shit will fuck you up man. You got to watch what you ask for. You sure you want this son?. You sure you want this money?. You sure you want this fame?. You sure you want this power?. Shit have your own mama talking to you like you ain't shit. Yeah everybody want it everybody need it money motherfuckers. Get money don't stop but I ain't mad at them. Shit but shit even bosses got feelings you know?. Dear mama dear papa family we're all we got. Don't let this money bring us down. Shit everybody eats B everybody eats everybody eats lets go. Uh yeah. And we started off as kids stomach's touching our ribs. And them streets all night like we ain't have nowhere to live. I remember Sundays we ain't have nothing but Liv. Thirty thousand was the tab and you ain't have nothing to give. I ain't trip I ain't trip I pour bottles I ain't sip. I let niggas shine bright you still act like I ain't shit?. Let you have them little hoes they was all on my dick. And your main wanted to fuck me nigga I ain't hit. Twenty chains eight watches can't fit on my wrist. When I speak about them things I never said it's my shit. I said it's ours nigga and when you're ready we're gonna ball nigga. Like Kobe Bryant Metta Peace and Gasol nigga. But I know just what I saw nigga. It was envious you looked sideways and I remembered it. The reason that my heart's cold now on some December shit. You used to give thanks for giving on some November shit. Talking about the twenty-fifth matter of fact the twenty-sixth. Maybe it's the twenty-eighth fuck it though my money's straight. As long as Poppi smiling. Imma be on airplane mode flier than a pilot. I've seen it I've seen it. Jealousy in your eyes I swear that look was deceiving. And I was surprised man I ain't want to believe it. You said you would ride but shit I know you ain't mean it. But yeah nigga I've seen it. My heart getting cold. Then the streets getting colder. They said I wouldn't make it no way. I think my heart getting colder my heart getting cold. Told them I would make it one day. Young lord knows