Paid My Dues

[Hook ft. Kokane] Now its a possibility, that I can come from nothing to having it all Now its a possibility, that I ain't gonna have it all and fall But I stand tall Ive been down for so long, you really want a chance so I done paid my dues, my dues, my dues I got to go, up to the top [Verse 1] Wassup Loc, shit I'm just out here tryna make it Moms keep trippin' and a nigga can't take it Sick of standing on these same corners, tryna come up Finna run up in the bank, hold my mother fuckin' gun up Life, got a nigga so frustrated All my real niggas is dead or incarcerated Finna fill a nigga with lead Show em what they made me Give em what they gave me back Feel my hatred Click clack pop, was addicted to the six shot Fiennin' for a fix like a smoker on the Vic block Hoppin' out, getting high when the shit pop Leaving bullet holes in the bricks in front of Big Lots When I was broke, I hustled Learned the game and I bubbled Took my birthday money on Brynhurst and made it double Snitches on the block always call the cops on us Knowing damn well we got rocks on us, holla at us [Hook] [Verse 2] Life's like a dice game Shake em' up, throw em' There's rules to this shit, niggas fake they dont know em' Number 1, scared money dont make none And number 2, bullshit we don't take none Never tell a bitch your plans or bring her to the house Dont speak about a man, keep his name out your mouth See that'll be the shit that'll get a nigga knocked off Not the pussy, but the principal, cause jealousy is a felony Now when you grinding, nigga dress bummy, fuck clothes Ask yourself, are you in it for the money or the hoes You content with a cutlass or you reaching for a rolls? You straight up on them stocks says you fucking with them foes I seen them quarters turn to halves, and halves to wholes And now we hit the mall, we buy half the store I had a Bentley coupe dream with a S up on the hood Nigga ain't about to hustle, he get left up in the hood [Hook] [Verse 3] Me and my brother we was broke as a bitch on some hopeless shit Christmas day, we helped the homie open his gifts But I ain't trip though, cause im from where they flip dough And when they ask where you from you tell them Six Oh Lets get rich bro, its time to get some big dough Sunday nights on the 'shaw niggas rich roll I used to only want to hit a switch and flip hoes Now im thinking bigger man, its time to get home On the East Side I used to buy stress and flip zones 108 late night, I pray I get home Alotta niggas die young they never got to get old Like Too Tall, Tiny Squeeze, Taca and S Dome Dont know if you hear me, lord these niggas tryna kill me So if I chip em' would you feel me Now if you feel me, lord these niggas tryna kill me If I was your child would I still be [Hook]