I've been through so much shit
I've been through so much shit
They say i've blown up quick
I've been through so much shit
I've been through so much shit
They say i've blown up quick

Brother dead, daddy dead, auntie got hiv
Lord, can you please get this rage out of me?
Started popping pills cause of shit that i've seen
And the shit that i went through as a child
Me, karma, wooh running wild
Love the way my fans go wild
Never ever ever let words bring me down
Broke three years ago, i'm rich right now
Still bickin' back in the hood, blowin loud
Love the way my bad bitch hold me down
Free lil boosie, that's my rap
It fucked me up when i heard you on trial
I wonder if hip hop gonna stand up now
Soul of the streets i'll tell my fans to hold him down
You in my prayers, my dog
And when you get out we gon ball, my dog

I'm tryna maintain
Flood out my chain
Do my own thang
Keep this shit a hundred, dog
Police be harassing me
'cause i'm thugging too hard
Ain't no controlling me
I'm down with brick squad (monopoly!)

They stereotyping me
They stereotyping me
They stereotyping me
You gon' need some reinforcements
They stereotyping me
They stereotyping me
They stereotyping me
I think i'm hearing voices
They stereotyping me
They stereotyping me
They stereotyping me
And ain't no controlling me
Police be harassing me
Police be harassing me
Police be harassing me
But i'mma always keep it g