I waited for you [x2]I cried out with no replyAnd I can't feel you by my sideHow can I not fuck with the niggas I grew up withDamn gunner hunters every time I see emHasta la vista, nah cause I'm coming backI love to rap, I love the trapMama tripping but she know I'm strappedThe city want me dead, money on my headOn nuski I ain't scared I'm going (to the crib)No cash so I had to steal niggaAin't feel it was too real niggasEven nights I wanted to kill niggasPlenty nights I ain't even feel niggasAlways kept it hunnid like a breadGimme guns when I ain't had no setsAin't been back sinceEver since niggas on tricks, fuck emThe streets on fireGotta keep my pole on meMy old homie told on meKeep my gold on meThey'll kill me before they rob meBut they know I ain't going homieThey know I ain't going homieI cried out with no replyAnd I can't feel you by my side[x2]Grew up in the ghetto the hard wayPipes in the hallwayWhere youngins be turning to killersAnd killing these niggas in broad dayMe? I went the smart wayStarted rapping for the large cakeHouse on the hillAin't worried bout a dealImma do it the hard wayImma turn up for my real niggasAnd get money with my real niggasSince I was a young niggaThey knew I was a problemImma get money and keep it real [x2]Keep it trillFuck a dealBitch I'm paidYeah, yeahYeah, yeahBitch I'm paidI just wanna keep it real for me niggas manEverybody get this money manSo Imma turn up with emI cried out with no replyAnd I can't feel you by my side[x2]I waited for you[x2]