"Outro" lyrics

I was just 11 watchin' gangsta movies
Al Pacino gettin' money holdin' on a Uzi
I paid attention to that drug money make a couple mills
I wanna be like that guy and pay his mother's bills
I'm always on my grind so it's hard for us to chill
We did it independent we didn't need a record deal
Rest in Peace to Jay Rocks 47 homie
I hope we smoke a blunt see you in Heaven homie
Broken hearted because we departed separate ways
The drama always follows me, you know my gangsta ways
Sippin' on a 40 like it's a bottle of A's
This is for the G with the tat on his face
But don't let that shit intimidate you
The toughest ones we'll be the ones who put a case against you
Or they jealous of you and they start to hate you
Since they know you better now, they actin' like they made you
Hell na

I did it by myself dawg
I did it by myself dawg
I don't them owe them shit dawg
I did it by myself, yea
I put myself on, yea
I did by myself homie