[Verse 1] 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 [Bridge] 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 [Verse 2] 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’ [Outro] 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
