Kilo's

I remember times I was dead broke, I had no O's But now I run through kilos (nigga) For my brothers behind cell doors, bangin' cell doors A lil' time, and you'll see roads I throw my young G's Oz's, say, "You owe me" And, "Phone me when to reload" (nigga) We don't talk to the police, man, we blow heats And we reload on kilos I grew poor had no choice, but to sell a dime So much stones in the watch, man, I can't tell the time I do this for the gold like I'm Mario This watch a Rolex, not a Casio (no way) I'm with my bro S in the AMG If you ain't talkin' money, what you sayin' to me? And to my haters, it's lookin' like I've gone clearly My ring cost me your one series Hit the club, VIP, so we roll in I'm in the S3 drivin' like it's stolen I told my G, "Got no comment, fuck the evidence" And what I say goes, man, I shoulda run for president Te-ten bottles in the club, and I don't even drink I'm in the jewelry shop, like, "Boss give me the biggest ring" I chase money, I couldn't care about who's up next I watch a bitch go down like the sunset I know these feds got me on the obbo So I might take a flight to Morocco I'm spendin' money like I won the lotto I set trends I don't follow My ex-bitch still callin' me crazy But I hit the roads with this .380 My new chick, she callin' me wavy That's 'cause I set trends and they follow In the whip swervin' feds with a brick on me I'm so fly, most my clothes come from Italy Baashaalin' with my goons up in SB (SB) I'll watch you float on the water like a jet ski 30 grand in the bag that should take time I'm in the trap, my burner on my waistline Still duckin', asghar tryna avoid 'em I'm a boss, I'll give your boyfriend employment (work) I count it up until my hands hurt (hurt) I'm the CEO, I'll give your favourite rappers damn work (work) I flip the work like an acrobat I might beat your girl once, after that you can have her back I'm killin' rap and I ain't even gotta try hard (no) I save O's out the water like a lifeguard My young G's love to squeeze, they don't listen Free up my brothers outta jail, man, I miss 'em (free 'em) I remember times I was dead broke, I had no O's But now I run through kilos For my brothers behind cell doors, bangin' cell doors A lil' time, and you'll see roads I throw my young G's Oz's, say, "You owe me" And, "Phone me when to reload" We don't talk to the police, man, we blow heats And we reload on kilos