Just Barz

Use get down with my cousin remember when we was still little we stole from the store

Now we not going for nothing we out switching whips hitting licks and we like to tote poles

I'll smoke a opp like it's nothing I keep me a gat cock it back and I let that bitch roll

If you ain't talking bout money then ain't no discussion or talk nigga I'm tryna score

Remember when niggas had nothing we slid on the opps at the slot and we went through the crib

We use to come up pounds smoke a ounce

Toting chops that was bigger than me how we lived

It was just me and my brother the city and struggles we had really fucked up our head

Keep me a pole for protection cause niggas talk reckless they hate and they all want me dead

Been through a lot but I won't let it phase me I hold back the tears and I boss up

They see me winning I ball by the minute I see that they mad cause I'm sauced up

Won't do no drive-bys my killers they creeping