We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you

Where was you when I ain't have a pot to piss in

Where was you when my homie came up missing

Where was you when I was out here on the clock

I can tell you this you waddn't on the block

But it's alright I hustle all night

You be smoking sh*t you be all hype

Mane that sh*t was vicious how can I forget it

Pushing all these chickens tryna get a ticket

I might leave a trail 'cause my swag drippin'

All this sh*t you talking 'bout you know I live it

I'm LeBron with the vision you a witness

This Jordan on my chain bigger than a midget

We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you

Where the f**k was you ni**a when I was a young ni**a

I done held guns for niggas that was fun for my niggas

Smoking w**d in the trap living comfortable ni**a

If the police came then we run from them niggas

Couple niggas start snitching we ain't f**k with them niggas

Gotta problem we pull up with a truck full niggas

I'm a boss I ain't nothing like these other lil' niggas

Got no trust for these niggas got no love for these niggas

If this was back in the day we'd bust on the niggas

I 'ont argue in the street I don't f**ks with no ni**a

We find out where we could meet then we jump on a ni**a

And they do that sh*t for cheap so it's nothing lil' ni**a

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

I might have a actress laying on my mattress

I ain't with that talking b**ch I'm bout that action

Call me Uncle Sam 'cause you know I'm taxing'

Yo b**ch swallow my seed but you ain't in my bracket

Please don't get me twisting just because I'm rapping

I can send a head out on you like a tackle

I could show you how to cook 'em up and wrap 'em

I could tell you 'bout that Mac and I ain't talking Apple

'Cause I can get you knocked off for no charge ni**a

You gon' take it in the chest like a charge ni**a

I swear that street sh*t get my dawgs charged ni**a

You say you can get me right but what you charge ni**a

Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute

Lemme chirp these fools

I can barely hear you no wonder I can't see you

I landed the jet and went and bought a bald eagle

I'm on tour with niggas from my hood that's my people

And they used to push the rock like Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel

I ain't see you when I ain't have a whip to get around

You wan't with me at the bottom I'm not f**kin' with you now

Ran into a young ni**a say he look up to me

Juicy drop that new sh*t you gon' f**k up the streets

Bought to f**k up a check and then I'm off for a week

Met a b**ch at the Versace store and f**ked her to sleep

When I'm finished with her I'ma drop her off where I found her

And I wake up every morning to the sound of money counters