This is me homie, this is me
Lifestyle
Let's take y'all on a journey
Come on
I left Jamaica in da summer of o-eight, you know
Migrated to New York City
Released my first mixtape with Nu Jerzey Devil
But now I'm gon take it back a lil' further
Gon tell y'all how I came up, you know
Cry Nation all day
Yo Zalla, what's up homie, I see you
You know how we do

Reminiscing on da days
When I first wrote my first rhyme on da page
Performed in high school but got booed off stage
My girl was in da crowd, her mood all changed
And I was ashamed
I was taking notes
When Zalla first took me to da studio and I choked
He said Káy keep ya head up there's hope
Cry Nation all day, since that day we took that oath
And I vowed to get that money for us both
Years later, I appear greater
I'm making beats
And my rhyme game serenade the streets
And still motherfuckas wanna test Káy
If you wanna feel inspired then put my tape in and press play
Word to PJ Butta, thanks for playing my jams
That night when you played Nothing But Passion I was like damn
I hope y'all love it
Just trying to make a million off a dope boy budget
Come on

Born thugging, Glock on my hip, see we ain't playing
These blocks made us G's but we ain't staying
Me and my niggas, we gotta progress
So I go extra hard on em bars, gotta flow less
Gave y'all the truth, recite it so y'all ain't gotta go guess
Grinding all night now I gotta go rest
When life gets hard, who can I count on
Keep ya head up young King, put that crown on
Can't smile cause da frown's long
The hurricane passed, the whole town's gone
The end couldn't come any faster
Battling the streets, poverty, now a natural disaster
Stay ducking da snakes in da grass
Stomach rumbling, two loaves of bread in the bag but we're making it last
I got weed to hustle, did the math
And sitting in class ain't generating no cash

Growing up as a little child, I didn't smile
Didn't have no friends, da endz drove da nigga wild
My nana's hurting, I'm gon' die for certain
Fighting in the streets while she watched from behind da curtains
Trapped on da corner, no one to call on
To show us right when we all wrong
There gotta be a sunshine after the storm's gone
It never last long but we all strong
I made it out da streets, came to America, hustling for keeps
Been hustling for weeks now
I'm making beats now, my family can feast now
Tell them niggas on da corner, put da heat down

'Cause I got this
Aiming for da top, I will not miss, my reputation, Spotless
They smile in my face but I know that they hate me now
They embrace me now, they praise me now
'Cause I'm getting money, I'm getting by
They can't take it from me so they wish I die
I roll like a Piranha do, flow like a animal
Kay back with the mack and I got other hammers too
You know how them bangers do
Cry Nation thugz, watch ya manners fool, you just Piranha food
Niggas hating on me, problems that the cheddar bring
Sitting on da throne, homie I'm forever king
This life ain't a forever thing
How can you judge me and in the fire you never been

Blood, I shed it, gave love without credit
Problems, I ride, beef, I dead it
Shed blood, sweat and tears for mine
Try and take it from me pussy, you're gon need a medic
Many years of this hard living, niggas I distrust
Been through some shit I can't discuss
Dear lord please save my soul
I never been a snitch, I never played that role
The ride to heaven ain't free, I'll pay that toll
Nobody gave me nothing so Yeah I stole
What I did ain't right, God damn I hate it
Look in da mirror, saw a man I hated
Danced in da rain, prevailed
I lived through da pain, thank God I made it

My city, my home, my block, my curb
My guns, my drugs, my faults, my word
My life, my pain, my struggle, my fight
My flaws, my sins, my wrongs, my life