Never Saw

Imma real no live city
When a young nigga run to sell fifties
Gold on like P Diddy
Run home, swear to god, shootin fifty
And its like that
Englewood niggas throwed where the hypes at
Lil nigga ride around with a bitch strapped
The other shit out the backpack, oh whoa
I swear to god, you dont really know
Used to steal used to steal out the store
Rozay got the lean poured 4
Im just runnin to the money I need more
I swear to god, all for Chicago
Winter, still pop pills in Chicago
Do deal like I see in Chicago
I bought a condo in Chicago
Shootin dice right behind the school
Fuck a teacher, I aint ever know the rules
I been gettin money stay cool
Im winnin look what God do
I lost my mama to breast cancer
Im on my knees, God gave me the answer
Be cool, stop livin life faster
Im preachin to ya like a pastor