Since a youngin’ I was takin' mine out on the blocks

Never asked permission, I just took the shot

Since a youngin’ I was takin' mine, movin’ slick

Now The Kid's in the booth and your girl just flipped

Better sit down now, better quit that flex

She dropped her pants like she’s next on set

Now you cryin’, drownin’, lips all wet

But don’t blame me ‘cause she creepin’ in stealth

Don’t blame me that she jumped from the shelf

It’s The Kid, breakin’ hearts while I damage myself

Still I move the crowd – that’s how you move the masses

Ain’t goin’ nowhere, still posted with the savages

This shit goes wild, you won’t understand

This don’t fit in your palm, can’t hold it in hand

Your girl sips beers, then goes down under

Under the mistletoe, world grows colder

Mom’s confused, got no weed, gets older

But she ain’t stupid, she sees past the folder

Smoked my first in ‘98, ditched my guilt in ‘99

Back then we was chillin’, now the peace’s in decline

Some gone and buried, some broke and scarred

We grew in a place where the devil leaves marks

Drugs, no shield, sex, raw violence

Even now my hand cramps up in silence

But I still get it – I ain’t brainless

I seen burned houses, shops left faceless

My town, baby – I ain’t set the rules

But I still played the game like I had nothin’ to lose

Then I grew into a teen, still hustlin' on the side

Out here takin' what's mine, no reason to hide

Then I grew into a teen, still chasin' that grind

Out here takin' what's mine, and I ain’t gonna lie

This town’s got one road, two shady brothers

Three baby mamas, four grams to cover

The Kid with the blade versus a big loud diva

We bouncin’ on screens like a hype new teaser

You rap weak shit – I spit something different

I got aces in hand and Lowkey in the kitchen

But that’s just words – real life ain’t fiction

I don’t suck lollipops, I don’t do snitchin’

Up at dawn flippin’ grams with precision

I sell what I got, no need for permission

Lowkey’s smooth, while the cops stay twitchin’

My ego's wide like a rich man’s vision

Why lie? Hustlin’ became my tradition

Every other week feels like a war of attrition

Lowkey’s ass out, leather jacket glows

His back’s so bent he can see his foes

Even the brothers cry, but we can’t show slippin’

Boys chug moonshine, and the girls start trippin’

Since a youngin’ they said “wait till you see”

Now they spreadin' rumors like a late-night leak

“Did Soul Dawg OD?” “What’s up with the freak?”

This like Ali vs. a marathon geek

But the feds don’t catch this paranoid dealer

The fear runs deep – is this real or dreamin’?

Time slips away like a clock in a painting

Now I’m grown, still takin’ what’s mine – never faintin’

Now I’m grown, still takin’ what’s mine in the street

Still the same kid, still playin’ for keeps

Now I’m grown, still takin’ what’s mine in the dark

No regrets, no fear – just fire in my heart