[Intro]
Fifty, fifty
Fifty, fifty

Fifty, fifty
Ferrari, Ferrari
Ferrari, Ferrari

Ferrari, Ferrari
Shooter, shooter
Shooter, shooter


[Verse]
I was innocent then, I ainâ??t do no wrong

She said, â??you be my little man,â? I said, â??yep, uh huhâ?
She was everything to me, when she came, I just lit up
Sunday morning I was so sharp, all did up

It was welfare hustlin', they killed her for that
The first shot, bullet wound in my back
Iâ??m $#&@ed up, look at my sneakers, Iâ??m $#&@ed up

Now Iâ??m on my own, mommy gone
Sam said, â??you a young boy, why your clothes look so old?
You donâ??t need fish, little ^!$$%, you need a pole

You donâ??t need no new kicks, you need an Oâ?
Chop that, bag it, get right back at it
That touched me, it hit me in my heart

Iâ??m a hustler, homie, you was giving me my start
I am what I am, Sabrinaâ??s only baby
Practicing in the mirror, pulling out my .380

Oh man, I $#&@ed up and they gonâ?? kill me
Whenever %#@! can go wrong it always will
See, seven grams of cocaine, three grams of dope

Saint Mary medallion hanging from my rope
Try to punk me and my gun smoke
Look, Iâ??m outta control, my gun go

Off like itâ??s legal, call the cops, you need to
Give â??em my description, I ainâ??t bull%#@!tin'
My high school sweetheart love didnâ??t last long

^!$$%s start flashing that bread and she was gone
That hurt me like the bullet in my calf then
My next girl was a pain in the $$#

I got two shots left, in case ^!$$%s try to get me
Thatâ??s nine shots, we just call it fifty


[Outro]
Mama said the Lord gonâ?? bless us
Mama said, mama said

Mama said the Lord gonâ?? bless us
The landlord stress us
Mama said the Lord gonâ?? bless us

Mama said, mama said
Mama said the Lord gonâ?? bless us
The dope or the food stamps or the %#@! couldnâ??t kill us

Mama said the Lord gonâ?? bless us
Thatâ??s what mama said, that's what mama said