Abel skated on Sidewalks
I ran out of tears when I was 18
So nobody made me but the main streets
'Cause too many people think they made me
Well if they really made me then replace me
Homeless to Forbes List, these nikkas bring no stress
I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen
And if you ain't my nikka then your girl single to me
I don't give a damn if a nikka said he knew me
Grew up with no father so nobody ever "son" me
My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me
I know you wish that nobody ever love me
I feel useless when I'm never making money
Well, this the life we always fantasized
Rich folk problem through a Queens Street nikka's eyes
Every time you see me pulling up in Aventadors
Just know we been grinding on them sidewalks