My Window

(Kutta say, fuck them niggas don't even waste your time)

Waaa-aah-aah

You already know what the fuck it is, its Gudda in this bitch ya heard me

Believe that

Cold world, so I had to learn to play for keeps

Say you the company that you keep

So I rather play it one deep, and all I had to do was peep, and keep my ears up in the streets

Just last week, they robbed his potna and killed him with his own heat

Woo, cold world , stuntin like I wasn't wearin' Payless sneaks

Thrift store outfits and I had to pawn my Gameboy just to eat

At 19, I pulled up 24s, three 12s, and leather seats