Grew up Like Me

Kick the type a s*** that only winners can

Call me Mr. Long S******, itchy inner hand

B**** I been a man

Movin’ like a bidness man

Mobbin’ dolo prolly cancelin’ our dinner plan

Keep my lungs fulla gas wit’ some gold on my collar

Actin’ stingy wit’ these Benjies h**, I need every dollar

Got a Dutchie fulla spice and a spice girl choosin’

Got ‘em mad at the God ‘cause they product ain’t movin’

I been heavy steppin’ on ‘em like a tripled chinned h**

I’m like what the f*** you mean, please come again h**

N***** steady playin’ games, but they never win tho

Scorin’ every time, I touch down like the end zone

Told ‘em I cannot apologize, I keep it buck fifty

My beginnin’ came from winnin’, you ain’t gotta f*** wit’ me

I’m the top tier shotta, this is not for the L-O

Puttin’ c****** on my face and puttin’ o** in my rello,

Throwin’ hands at yo’ public school?

Sound like me

Prolly smash you and yo’ cousin too

Sound like me

Bending corners while I’m bendin’ rules?

Sound like me

All that s*** you talkin’, it ain’t nothin new

B**** it sound like me

Tell ‘em put it in my hand wit’ no lip service (aye)

H** I been a man, b**** I been workin (aye)

Put it my hand wit’ no lip service (aye)

H** I been a man, got my wrist workin’

Look, aye

Levitatin' only like a legend can (yes sir)

All my s*** be slappin, like eleven hands (clap clap)

Got ‘em playin’ catch up, they in last place (ha)

Servin’ n***** dust, it’s like a drag race (eat that)

Dummy think they winnin’ make me LMAO

I’m wit’ my yellow bone mami, whip color mayo

And while you on yo’ way to clock in, on my way to Cacaos

I know that all you do is hate, that’s all you had to say tho

I give not a single f*** how they feel to be real

They been bluffin’, they don’t know just how it feel to be real

Pullin’ weight for the squad, winnin’ at the tug a war

He ain’t put on no game - shawty what ya f*** ‘em for?

Nothin less ‘n nothin’ more than the illest n**** in it

Bendin’ corners on my pivot

Doin’ donuts, doin’ digits

Got my hoodie Kushy scented

I’m a motha f***** legend

Used to pick her up at seven, had her back around 11

Throwin’ hands at yo’ public school?

Sound like me

Prolly smash you and yo’ cousin too

Sound like me

Bending corners while I’m bendin’ rules?

Sound like me

All that s*** you talkin’, it ain’t nothin new

B**** it sound like me

Tell ‘em put it in my hand wit’ no lip service (aye)

H** I been a man, b**** I been workin (aye)

Put it my hand wit’ no lip service (aye)

H** I been a man, got my wrist workin’