Yeah uh

Yeah yeah yeaaaahh

Uh yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah uh

I come up from powder then found me a new way

Got the difference in my downer I’m proud of my blue face

Got killed for bein' round her an ounce of a cool fate

Who the fuck is you to balance, my talent to move weight

I'm drownin' but I ain’t notice, I found that I’m too late

Woah yeah

I found that I’m too late; the water too deep, but I found a new lake

Ain’t shit up in the city, so I’m bout to move states

Played bitches like they pretty til' I met the one that stayed

So, I figured it ain’t different moving out so far away

Had a blunt that I ain’t smoke, and a trip that I ain’t take yet

Fuckin' wit the tape, they rappin' shit that I ain’t played yet

Coming out the city it don’t matter if you hate yet

Pistol on my side I pop that shit if you don’t pay debt

Sittin' in the drop with my brother I’m on the tape deck

Rappers in my city pressed about a lil' diss that I ain’t make yet

Really I’m just setting up a lil' lick; counting money I ain’t made yet

Bro said he got 50 I just hit em like say less

Oouu

Then point at him with stainless, take the pack now everybody pay less

Bitch I’m kickin' game this a BOGO if I straight flex

They know how to hate, but don't know how to get a pay check

That shit weak

We fell out; you fell down, and that's okay with me

Aye

What comes in now; goes back around, and that's okay with me

And when I go up, what you held down; they can't take from me

Drop the ball you can pick it right back up; knew that it was all good when i got a rack up

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah