Of Late

I leave, I see, I was wrong, I know I'm down, I shine, I'm up right now, you gone
I just pulled up thuggin', the worst of these niggas plan on poppin' me
Contemplatin', reminisce with a brand new bitch that's toppin' me
Oh, God, I ain't shit, how the fuck I made it out of poverty?
Oh, God, I ain't shit, and I ain't never had no modesty