All this work, and I still ain't win no Grammy Thought being that nigga and a chain would make me happy No sleep, still hit the cooks feeling crappy Squares at your table, why your circle feeling nappy I got bags on my eyes, I got bodies on my mind I got niggas fighting cases, doing real fair time I got families to feed, I hear voices in my sleep I got ninety-nine problems and a chop is all I need Hit the mic and then I sneeze, shit my flow a blessing Only spit straight facts, I don't do impressions Ain't another nigga like me or could do it better Shit, rest in peace to all my bros I hope you're doing better, gang bitch [Hook] You ain't me, so you won't know though How I feel, I'm moving solo For a minute, I was living in a four-door Living homeless with no family, that's the shit you didn't know though You ain't me, you won't know In my head, I know I gotta put us on You might say that I complain, but you don't know If you ain't here like 50 Cent, you don't know [Verse 2] Tell me can you feel the pain through my songs Moms crying, feel the pain through the phone I was down in the rain, me and bros Us4 be the gang, keep 'em close Hammer on me, trying to body something just 'cause Lately it don't take a lot to get me roughed up I ain't even 'pose to be here, but I looked up It's fucked up, that's the reason dad was cuffed up It sucks, huh, but I'm here I ain't trippin' on it Bitch, I got it out the mud, now I'm sippin' on it On my momma, it ain't shit to leave a nigga soakin' Look him in his eyes, and I'm a leave 'em open Cam told me to be careful 'cause I'm hot now I'm just tryna stack a little cheese to lay a block down I'm just tryna stunt on every nigga when I pop out Knew what I was getting into when I dropped out Hook] You ain't me, so you won't know though How I feel, I'm moving solo For a minute, I was living in a four-door Living homeless with no family, that's the shit you didn't know though You ain't me, you won't know In my head, I know I gotta play that song You might say that I complain, but you don't know If you ain't here like 50 Cent, you don't know [Verse 3] Shit, I could take it back to so many times But it'd be hard with all this shit on my mind Feel like I'm wasting my time Too cold up and breakin' my spine Feel niggas steady trying to leech off my grind Like I ain't got a momma, or a sister, or a little brother Or a dad, but I'm feeling like I got 'em covered Just turnt up, and touched up, I'm just tryna bubble We turnt up, get burnt up, run up on the gutter Us4, Big B's, I don't trust another Winning team, now we slidin' with pre-heated ovens Free my nigga D1, that's my demon cousin Makin' slaps in the booth, 'cause the people love it Life hard, and I struggle just to think straight But I know that I'm a dog like a beef frank Always up, working early so I sleep late I'm always out there on my grind, so I eat great Hook] You ain't me, so you won't know though How I feel, I'm moving solo For a minute, I was living in a four-door Living homeless with no family, that's the shit you didn't know though You ain't me, you won't know In my head, I know I gotta play that song You might say that I complain, but you don't know If you ain't here like 50 Cent, you don't know