Get it Straight

Been tryna get this cake Its crazy I feel more at home when Im in different states Bonded out just for a week and caught a different case Im just glad that 'fore they came in, we had moved them Ks It really aint nothing I cant take I aint runnin from my demons we came face to face Put them roids up in the whip and I went state to state Them niggas hate how fast I past 'em They was tryna race But they was in the way Every morning I was in that cell I dreamt I was in the "Free World" No "8 Mile", got a bitch from Detroit I make her feet curl I know she miss me Let her grab my dick while she slowly kiss me Swear before I put her on that real She aint know the difference Sittin, reminiscing like "How the fuck did I get here?" I paid the price, the judge think Im a kid Want me to sit still I love my city But no, I cant stay here after this year Picture my hood love me 12 Wann frame me, man this shit real Certified my bidness, I did it right Even paid my taxes Police hatin, get between they braces They aint in my bracket Know the streets cold, so excuse if my niggas wear they jacket My niggas gon pack heat No burritos, we dont "rap beef" Riding round with that drum, know some niggas wanna clap me I been gettin them bags, fuck a song go check my rapsheet Banks Ave shit, I was like 16 I touched a half brick Since then my dawgs was good and plus I always kept a bad bitch Carats, stuffed around my necklace, I aint average My mama name was "Jeannie" but I remember we aint have shit Now im traveling to different states, Louie my baggage Wonder why you stabbed me in my back When yours was itchin, I had scratched it Gotta focus on this music, cant get caught up with them packs They so caught up in they lies, Its gettin hard to hear the facts Had to stroke her from the back cause I was gone but now im back I aint been making songs, been tryna get this cake Its crazy I feel more at home when im in different states Bonded out just for a week, then caught a different case Im just glad that 'fore they came in we had moved them Ks It really aint nothing I cant take I aint running from my demons, we came face to face Put them roids up in the whip and I went state to state Them niggas hate how fast I past 'em They was tryna race But they was in the way Racks up in the safe Why these niggas worried bout me anyway When you gettin this money, come with plenty hate Plenty nights was in that cell, I couldnt see any day They know one thing bout Lil Louis He gon get his cake Youngin still up in that field, I could send a play I saw them niggas wasnt eatin, I tried to send a plate I had to get my focus right (Focusrite) just like the interface And I aint even get started, this the beginning phase I already see sold out arenas and me centerstage He want a mill so bad like he aint never seen no dinner plate Before i took rap for real, I been juugin on the interstate I know they hate I talk my shit, but I can demonstrate Niggas change, seen it happen booku different ways When you up in a cage, they turn on a different page I done felt so much of pain, could see it in my face I been tryna get it straight Youngin