[Intro]
Yeah
I told Chase wasn't no n***as rappin' this good under twenty-five and I meant it
It's G Herbo
My lighter say life is what you make it, man
When I get to flickin' that Bic like Wayne, you n***as in trouble
(Dougie on the beat)
Uh

[Verse 1]
I set the bar high as fuck where I'm from
Considering n***as quick to run out of luck where I'm from
I had to duck bullets, tuck guns
A opp had the ups on me, I couldn't bust run
Took some real big losses, had a tough run
We was dancin' with the devil, we like, "Fuck fun"
Shit got real wild
.40 Glock, alarm clock, shots real loud
Fathered the streets, nevеr birthed a real child
Lil Wayne is rеal hot on my block
When you get your top popped, the cops watch
So used to drill and kill, and n***as stealin' non stop
You can't name a street that's terrifyin' here and not rocks, motherfucker
Where I come from it ain't nothin' but bloodsuckers
Sure this ain't no love for us, real hustler, he can't trust his blood brother
Knew he had to beat the odds for him to win since a little child
Live in sin but he still smile
Got nobody when he feel down
Sell coke but he keep the fam good, momma still proud
Uh, n***as stress but be real chill
Roll weed when he fill pills
God-fearing but he'll still kill
Probably put a center in his wheel
N***as spin and miss Thanksgiving, Christmas and that's real spill
Everybody gotta start as beginners
Where I'm from, you love the first n***a took you on a real drill
[Chorus]
N***a got rich, no jail time
Never bought a watch tryna tell time
Used to grab hammers when it's nail time
How the fuck I get rich, no jail time?
N***a got rich, no jail time
N***a got rich, no jail time
I'm recordin' how I feel, ain't got a middle man
Life crazy, but I feel fine

[Verse 2]
Nothin' special about me, I made mistakes like a motherfucker
Student of the game, I gotta play this shit the same as you
Execution, had an opportunity the same as you
Lane was like a wide receiver drill, I just made it through
Nine of ten times, you want change, gotta change your crew
'Less you got a crew where n***as doin' shit the same as you
'Posed to ride or die, homicide for your guys, code of silence, go to trial, got a crew where n***as namin' you
I'ma wear that shit right on my back 'cause that's what gangsters do
You got soldiers with you? Real soldiers with me bangin' too
We could do this like the range too
'Cause I know you got the flame and I got the flame too
And you probably got some aim, I know I got some aim too
You can't wait to let out anger, I've been through some pain too
We can find peace or make it rain, bullets 'til you need a rain suit
Stomach like a scientist, that means I seen some brains too (Ugh)
[Chorus]
N***a got rich, no jail time
Never bought a watch tryna tell time
Used to grab hammers when it's nail time
How the fuck I get rich, no jail time?
N***a got rich, no jail time
N***a got rich, no jail time
I'm recordin' how I feel, ain't got a middle man
Life crazy, but I feel fine