Welcome to Inkster (Intro)

Welcome to Inkster

Real wild, man, real jump out

Free Key, free Leak

I did it, we did it

This one for the hood, for my dukes, for the guys

Grew up in the town, put my city on the map

Knew I was gon' be rich, never thought it was off rap

I just was stealin' bikes, now I'm ridin' 'round in cats

Ever since my pops died, I put my mama on my back

Had to take a different route, I seen the road closin'

Slept in the kitchen with no heat, we left the stove open

Back then they used to blow me off, now all the hoes on me

****, I was finished, now I walk 'round with a dud pokin'

The bills due, I'm still young, that's too much for me to handle

When all the lights was off, we used to walk 'round with a candle

Dukes called and told me, "Unc died, that shit was random"

I lost the fight, if I was grown, I would've blew him down on camera

Now we got cats, scats, tracks, don't need strikers, we got 'em all

If you don't want your head tapped, ****, don't get involved

Fifty on 'em, when the job done, give me a call

Jump out gang, this ain't a drive-by, we finna talk

On FaceTime, we back-to-back in V's, I'm off a burner phone

Switch seats at the drop, be on your side, this one personal

Shout to opp, they said he almost healed, he sound like Perkio

Got discharge, can't go back to the crib, he in a nursing home

I'm lurkin' on 'em, don't jump out, I'ma kill 'em

I just merched it on 'em

**** out here swear they duckin' feds, man, they workin' for 'em

Spin the block, if she don't come outside, then I'm erkin' on her

Goin' up, just put a bitch on stage, she started twerkin' on me

Cuban came from Waffy, Pina came from Hutch

I'm havin' try outs, bitch don't come and fuck the team, she gettin' cut

Rich as fuck, feds tryna sit me down, now I'm up

Just bought a button and a brand new 27, who tryna bump? RIP

Ask them boys who did that, I was on feet

Ain't no schools in my hood, got a diploma out the streets

Got the brr in the club, yeah, free my **** Lee

Had to chill out for a minute, we been jumpin' out for weeks

Y'all **** already know what the fuck goin' on

We the biggest, man, free the bells, we the best

****, Riff jump out, free me, free Keef, free everybody

Y'all know what the fuck goin' on

Ain't shit changed, ****, Chops still bang, Chops still slang

Little ****, I'll be home in a minute

Welcome to Inkster, ****