See What I Did

We all came up hustlin', packin' them bags. I never thought I'd be hustlin', packin' them bags and burnin' the tips

I had plans on burnin' the strip, but I couldn't get them together. Couldn't get it together

Couldn't look a fiend in his face, put death in his hand. Had me feelin' like less than a man

And about moms who put it in her palm, how her life went wrong. I couldn't add to that

So I sold to the hustlers, I'd rather that. Had coke, but I needed crack

Had to learn how to cook, on Dealz vegetarian stove. No skills, had to do as told

The story unfolds, light found out guess who he told?

No other than Papa, set fire to his soul. That his son was a hustler, said, Pop, I'm a man

And in order to win, I gotta do what I can