"Renovations" lyrics

Know what I'm sayin'?
Know what I mean?
Told my niggas I ain't got no time to write this shit down
Know what I'm sayin'?
Ayo (Ayo)

At first, God gave me a talent, I didn't cherish it
How I'm 'posed to rap in a trap with a brick of heroin?
Four kids, three baby mothers, two different marriages
Never let a bitch tell your story, they switch the narrative
When your man turn to a sucker, the shit's embarrassin'
Get around bitches and turn to a different character
If rap don't work, then I'm back with bricks with Erica
She ugly as hell, but I treat her like Miss America
Before you see yourself in the mirror, it take honesty
Frontin' like you rich when you barely escaped poverty
Then you spendin' cash on shit that ain't quality
You got a better chance getting rich off the state lottery, huh
I took mines and invest in cribs, got less to give
The main objective is to protect the kids
The judge givin' out stressful bids
Niggas that sold drugs would rather be home workin' respectful gigs
Don't take risks unless it's big
The lesson is if you don't remember death, you gon' forget to live
I said a prayer 'fore I left the crib
Then wished death to pigs and put body armor 'round my chest and ribs
I bless the kids with some fancy jewels
But understand the rules, money don't grow inside the hands of fools
It's heated floors in these mansion rooms
I am confused how they spend they life savings on pants and shoes
I had beefs with street camps and crews
I'm one of the dudes the streets can't confuse
I sold everything from weed plants to shrooms
Now I'm renovatin' houses, revampin' rooms, nigga