Hold up

Getting the bag like what's up

Fuck's wrong?

All these bitches want my wood up

True love

I don't got no time for no hood slut

Shoes on

Clearing my head while I'm on a run

I'm running it back

I'm running it back and I'm getting the bag

Hop out the jet

I hop out the jet, now you wanna be friends

Feel like the man

I feel like the man, see them going ham

Still shit ain't fair

Still it ain't fair cuz I should've been there

I bounced back from my past

Running through mazes, ups and downs and still I be giving my best

Fuck what y'all thinking I gotta go get it

This shit coming straight out my chest

I'm missing my mama, never had a father,

Man why you doing me like that?

I'm losing too much, I fucked up alot

I'm praying to God to be blessed

From all this bad luck to lucky seven

I'm done driving the same laps

All this pain locked up in my heart, can't take anymore

I'm bout to collapse

I've been down for way too long, be back in a minute

It's part of the plan

Yeah, I'll be right back

Feeling unappreciated, I'm so tired of that

Hold up, I'll fire right back

I'm still so dedicated, they admire that

Hold up

Getting the bag like what's up

Fuck's wrong?

All these bitches want my wood up

True love

I don't got no time for no hood slut

Shoes on

Clearing my head while I'm on a run

I'm running it back

I'm running it back and I'm getting the bag

Hop out the jet

I hop out the jet, now you wanna be friends

Feel like the man

I feel like the man, see them going ham

Still shit ain't fair

Still it ain't fair cuz I should've been there