text: This for the ones
  Live by the gun
  Grind for the goals
  Slide for the Cro’s
  Warhol on the wall, ball til you fall
  Never text, never call, I suggest you applaud
  I’m the sets synagogue, get blessed by the god
  Dont get clapped on
  Just a young black man with a backbone
  In a black Comme Homme, Comme Black on
  In the Batmobile, black, no chrome, yeah
  When Jabari died, was off the porch for homicides
  Then when Half had died, I bought some things to pass the guys
  But when Johnny died, all I had was shows booked
  Down to burn in Hell, I dont care how my soul look
  I know you gon tell, I can tell by your froze look
  But I love you still, flaws and all, you my dawg
  Put me behind bars and all cause we came up at the Park
  Its just crazy seein everybody change when things get hard
  We just lost somebody else this weekend, no, no
  Think that I am jumping off the deep end, yeah, yeah
  Nothing out of something, now it’s leaving
  Tryna find my peace of mind, it’s fleeting
  Im tweakin’, Im tweakin
  Im tweakin’, Im tweakin
  Im tweakin, Im tweakin
  Im tweakin, Im tweakin
  Look at how far we done came 
  Now Im a face and a name 
  Just got a call bout my tweets 
  Told me to watch what Im sayin 
  Just got a call bout the streets 
  Told me to watch for a Jeep 
  Liberty lurking the east 
  They hoppin out, ready to squeeze 
  Niggas emotional nowadays
  Lyin, they hidin they coward ways
  Cryin in court when they catch a case
  Off of the porch in eleventh grade
  Calling her weak when my mama prayed
  Prolly why none of my karma came
  Just put the Benz in my mama name
  Had me up in church at a young age
  Shouldve had the nigga at the gun range
  Woulda been a lot more useful, shit
  Who up in the pulpit, truthful shit
  Rich or poor people gon use the shit
  Might as well go and get used to it
  Tryna get rich, get everybody fed
  But everybody dead 
  We just lost somebody else this weekend, no, no
  Think that I am jumping off the deep end, yeah, yeah
  Nothing out of something, now its leaving
  Tryna find my piece of mind, its fleeting
  Im tweakin, Im tweakin
  Im tweakin, Im tweakin
  Im tweakin, Im tweakin
  Im tweakin, Im tweakin
  Look how far we came
  Look how far we came
  Big Boys Neighborhood, thats Tweakin right there, man
  Yall stick around yall radios right here in Big Boy Neighborhood