Paragraph of My Life

[Intro] Uh, Richmond city Soulful little town, you know my soulful little barrel of crabs Check me out [Verse 1] Ayo I walked into the gas station clutching my nuts Like what the fuck I need a Dutch and a lighter habibi hurry it up Then I stroll to the back and shit I saw this little nigga slacking his pants and shit Stealing a bag of chips I told him "Chill little homie, here's a couple of bucks If they catch you they'll never let you go, they want you locked up" He took my money and he still stole them All I could do was laugh cause in my past I went through the same motions I grab my Arizona Mucho Mango My homie pulled up in a new Durango Got it from moving yayo I said "Congrats homie, you found your niche" And me I'm still chasing them riches I was out to get since I was six Speaking of six it's getting dark out Let me pay for my shit and get back to the crib Oh yeah, let me get a box of cigs I know I really need to quit I'mma finish after this pack I said it time and time again, then I Exit the store, and enter the car Fire the Dutch hoping for inspiration to fall I'm talking real life shit cause that's what nigga be on Then I came up with the bars of this song A little paragraph of my life