I'm tired of this life, just wanna some hype Just want to fly, some montains to clib Always be high with the money man is ridin' All of my tries to be famous is pride for little grind Everybody wanna run away, anybody got a cadilac Early strain from dangerous place but hate a fake I'm also getting credit to create my own life to credict But addict to smoke its takin' my money to crap Just want it back, all these respect becomin' disrecpet It all funny to headache track about poor shit For someone I'm fool tip, what about cruel thing That I can be dead, I can be dead In these streets can kill me for nuttin', even for that I wanna take a fame, I deserve that Early grown in town said, it's time to pay But I still don't get it paid