Walter White

Workin' like I got a couple weeks, call me Walter White

Me and Frates are workin' in the office, say what up to Dwight

Told my brothers my vision, they down and they say, ready, hike

Like a quarterback, I'ma throw the ball, you gon' throw the spike

Nah, that's how it really was

My family chill the Ville and that's where I grew up

I used to walk to my nana and always give her hugs

Chain smoking in the house and I would play with trucks

My father taught me to fight and stay away from drugs

My mother taught me a lesson and never ever give up

And if I ever feel me slippin', I'ma always get up