[Intro]
R.J
You gotta love it
(We out here, we out here)
We making big deals, ayy, tell 'em

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
It's the same motherfucker that they call the GOAT
Too many times I've been stuck out in this boat
Feeling like life ain't giving me what I want
I'm giving it is receiving, it must think that I'm a cunt
I was trapping out in year five, how about year nine?
How many times I been looking out the window thinkin' about suicide?
How many times I wanted to shoot you and let you die?
How many times I picked a bitch
Who turns out to be a thot and not a dime?
Uh, you wouldn't be able to relate this, Caucasian kid
With friends who Jamaican, Asian, bitch
They told me I couldn't rap because I'm white
For a while I let it bother me, I thought, "They right"
But I'd write day and night
Get in fights, wanna die
Lil' yute from the six-nine, goodbye (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Is what I'd say if I was in a good mental state
Out my way, here comes clout my way
And Richie ain't even want me he just wished me the worst
I guess they only see me as a tool, uh, this why I'm praying in church
We live in a world where you get hated for your skin color
How many times that I been down? Yeah, not with another
And I'm a lil' yute and you wouldn't relate
I'd say that I am happy if I only had some mates