[Intro]
Uh, lil' n***a
Big n***a
Lil' n***a, I'm a big n***a, look

[Verse]
Lil' n***a, big heart, with a bigger gun
Used to live that savage life, I had a real run
Lost a lot along the way, but it was still fun
Every day we on the hunt I'm tryna kill somethin'
Real hustlers watchin' me probably steal somethin'
Lost Rock and brought a Glock 'cause I couldn't feel nothin'
Need to stay from off this block, I got a deal comin'
Me and Dake was beefin', call him and he still comin'
I been rappin' for a decade and I'm still runnin'
Can exaggerate my change, this a real hundred
Put that pistol to his brain, cock it back and bang
Don't get made to an example, actin' like I'm lame
I don't chase fame, I just play the back lane
Used to love me but they hate it when that sack came
I'm in Cali tryna eat, just call it Pacman
Touch a hundred then I'm right back in the rap game
Put the city on my back, I got back pain
Spent a million on my drip, that's a tax game
Spent a million on my whips, million on my bitch
Security, I told 'em "Chill, I'm chillin' with my stick"
I whip out broad day and that's off the rim
I pull up long-range, I thought I was Rim
Ninety K, bought a supercar, got a chip
That's so cheap, I bulletproofed that bitch so I could slip
No scope some hundred K's and they got a slip