"XXL Freshman Freestyle" lyrics

I don't even know how I got here, I came from strikin' 'bows
They treat me like a blueprint, they got shit down to my clothes
That money can't un-lame you niggas, he thought that shit was a cloak
He tryna be tough, tryna get some hoes, you better off gettin' a roll
I been so busy chasin' pape', I wrote this shit on the road
My merch just made 200K and that's not includin' the shows
You can get in my bed, bae, but not includin' your clothes
I was finna beat that pussy down, my nose tellin' me no
My kids gon' be overly good, I'm havin' this shit until I'm old
Like her feet was too damn big, I took off this bitch soul
Sometimes I miss the old days just chillin' on the block with the bros
I can't even lie, I had better memories when I was broke