JUST THE BEGINNING

The streets signed me

(Taurus, Taurus)

I gotta remind you, I never liked you

In the streets, nigga

I love you

Streets turnin' boys into men

Take several down, lock it in

Got a stash, brought another bill

Pay you off before I shot and kill

Tell them other trenches that I ain't fell

I throw them weight again, they wasn't aware

I met on sight, she got clapped

I was playin' with a check before I rapped

Treatin' this music like I'm sellin' keys

I took lil' mama then went down to Greece

Young nigga 'round me, slimey and greasy

I bought her diamonds and she keep it a secret

Knock your shit down, you know I'ma agree with it

Take off flyin', goin' off a G6

I got that cooler with me when I'm whippin'

Rollin' with demons when I'm in your city

Couple of pink toes gettin' nasty

Send all the Fentanyl to Cincinnati

Gone on a mission, niggas ain't really havin' it

Like I got a fishin' rod, that bitch bite

Whole lotta racks on me, be precise

Lil' one whack songs when they bitin'

We been on demon time, say I'm nice

Ain't been gettin' no sleep, I'm outside

Kick down the doors of your door

Put double numbers on the billboards

I take the flowers, we gettin' awards

Too many shooters, I was paranoid

Young nigga poppin' off anywhere

Catch up and spray, nigga, anywhere

I gotta make sure I ante up

'Cause I'm in touch with the mob

Yeah, she ready, yeah, she anywhere

Just to finish up the job

But to the hood I'm a god

I did residentials, I was slaughtering

Just another product of poverty

Hit them niggas up, no recovery

I had Benjamins, Frank callin' me

Got them demons with me, ain't no argument

Trappin' out my pain with Givenchy

Forever wish death on all my enemies

The minute I was born, I was sinnin'

Chasin' a hundred billion, that's just the beginnin'

Streets turnin' boys into men

Take several down like the lean

Got a stash, brought another bill

Pay you off before I shot and kill

Tell them other trenches that I ain't fell

I throw them weight again, they wasn't aware

I met on sight, she got clapped

I was playin' with a check before I rapped

Streets turnin' the boy to a millionaire, ayy, yeah

Took all the struggle from the game and it got me here

Drinkin' on muddy, smokin' herb by the bamboo

Wish I could fall in love but she been ran through

Who the flyest?

Ain't no goin' back and forth, ain't no debatin' with me

Keepin' the drum on me

Gotta keep fifty brothers for my many men

These streets, they prepared a nigga for everything

Everything I ever wanted in my life

I hustle and I grind it up, twenty-four

For the Bugatti, sign me up

Charge one thousand just to line 'em up, line it up

Oh yeah (oh yeah)

Yeah (yeah)

Yeah (yeah)

Young nigga poppin' (young nigga poppin')

Catch up and spray (catch up and spray)

I gotta make sure I aim (I gotta make sure I aim)

Woo

Ready, yeah

Just to finish it (just the finish it)

Hood (hood)

Pluto (Pluto)

Catch another b- (catch another b-)

Hit 'em up (hit 'em up)

I call (I call)