Made it out the streets

No credit swipe

Ran up a tab had to double back and make it twice fucked up a bag now I got my got credit right

had to bargain get them terms right I work hard see what I earn right Hustle all day

Trap all night

Stay low key Hidden in plain sight keep that toolie imma fight for my life no backing down they say they some killers better Prove it now big ol Glock lay a fool down Try a back door get laid out Be a trapper not a robber got better pay out

had to grind my way up ain’t take no hand outs this that southern rap

We won’t tap out gotta keep going till time runs out

I’mma keep rhyming till I can’t speak Don’t mind me got shit to say fuck meek

Imma keep it street

Get that pressure by the p

I’ve been smoking

Feet raised more pay

More important that I’m self made

Looking at these dummies telegraphing

Got they business on front page

Bout to get shut down any day

I’ll be laughing all the way to the bank

Fuck what a hater think

Been praying now I’m seeing better days

Gotta grindin and keep my head raised

Made it out the streets

No credit swipe

Ran up a tab had to double back and make it twice

fucked up a bag now I got my got credit right

had to bargain get them terms right I work hard see what I earn right Hustle all day

Trap all night

Stay low key Hidden in plain sight

keep that toolie imma fight for my life

no backing down they say they some killers better Prove it now