Yeah-yeah, yeah...

Yeah-yeah, yeah...

(Atl jacob, atl jacob)

Momma, don't worry, I got my pistol

I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga

Told my daddy, "don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it wasn't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah-yeah...

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah...

Told momma, "don't worry, you know you raised a hard body"

Granny called the other day, said, "don't scratch 'cause god got you"

I'ma chase this paper every day, I ain't doin' no stoppin'

Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I'm so four-pockets

All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can't forget that

Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin' from the rent man (turned our lights out)

They ain't never lettin' nothin' slide, I was taught to get my lick back

Hit hard, move silent, I ain't got time for all that chit-chat

Even though I feel like you and them got mad love for my dad

No hard feelings, I ain't ever cry 'bout nothin' I ain't have

Growin' up inside of poverty, that shit'll have you mad (mad)

Goin' to school without no new shoes, that shit'll turn you bad (bad-bad)

Took security with my momma (don't worry)

I know she got her pistol

'fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)

I'ma take care of my sisters (my sisters)

We ain't ridin' no more bad shit

My lil' boy don't know 'bout private jets (pjs)

And my auntie 'nem, they straight now (okay)

It ain't too much for 'em to worry about (I promise)

Momma, don't worry, I got my pistol

I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga

Told my daddy, "don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it wasn't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah...

Told momma, "don't worry, I'll be just fine"

Angels watch over my shoulder like a umpire

I could get in the octagon with these punchlines

Like, nigga, I'm the captain and it's crunch time

Skipped the lunch line, gotta eat more than some time

I done time, so I think everyone one time

Colorblind to the sunshine, I rather moonshine

Told the team, "I don't care who shine as long as you shine"

Keep a california dumb blonde with a boob job

Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job

Too high, fuck the shit outta her then we woosah

Woo-ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign

Told my daddy, "I don't blame you, neither claim you

You was never in the picture, somebody framed you"

Mom's bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too

Since the day I could walk, I been on the same team.

Momma, don't worry (tunech'), I got my pistol (lil' bitch)

I'm gettin' my dollars (hell yeah), you birthed a real nigga (mula, baby)

Told my daddy, "don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it wasn't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true (mula, baby)

Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, yeah, yeah...

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah...