Duffle

My soul in this shit, let it bleed no what I mean?

Smoking while i'm riding hundred thousand on the engine (Thats why they love me, thats why they fuck with me)

(Blanco) 90 something milligrams this Addie got me geeked up

Finally off probation I was tired of the pee cup

Benny did the bracelet so I gotta roll my sleeves up

They love you when you winning but that type of love don't mean much

Used to curve me as a youngin', Bitches thought that I was dirty

Same clothes the whole week, thinkin' back that shit hurt me

Now it's champagne everyday and them same hoes thirsty

Lord knows I love my mama but the dope game birthed me

Invested time in some suckers that ain't never reimburse me

I was born with a gift, same shit that probably cursed me

Ain't no limit to my hustle, I be feeling like i'm Percy

Might see me in Kentucky betting racks at the derby

They talk about me on these apps but never put a hand on me

Ex trapper white rapper, bet I got a blam on me

I was really 14, 112 grams on me

100 pounds soaking wet with a rope of tan on me

I got jumped for Brandon's smoke I can't believe he ran on me

So I had to shake it off and start to pick my friends better

I took cases to the hoop, people took the stand on me

I really built it up from nothing, I'm a fucking trendsetter

Smoking while I'm riding hundred thousand on the engine

Run these hundreds up til' they can't fold

Bitches in my DM and these suckers in my mentions

Every day that I wake up get a bank roll

I'll be in my duffel, I don't be up in my feelings

Remember sleeping on the floor and now the coop ain't got a ceiling

If I hit that bitch raw that means I find that bitch appealing

If this rap shit doesn't work then I get back to drug dealing

Fifth of Henny to the dome got me smashed up

Still spin the wheels out of town to get my cash up

Took so many losses in this game, but my stats up

All off of street shit tribulations and bad luck

Mom seen me leaving out the crib with some packs stuffed

Before my trap jumped I watched my role models letting gats bust

And drug serving, pull up on the wrong person, the grip serve him

Chest shots hit you like bourbon

My **** working, business minded with a better purpose

Forever grinding, you won't catch me nervous (Scared)

I cut my people off like a bad phone service

He got out of jail acting funny on the surface

Only God do the judging motherfuck a gavel (Fuck it)

I got money with snakes but who gon trust a rattle

They say it's all love but only love value

Knife to your back for some racks

They'll be more than glad to

DOTTA

Smoking while I'm riding hundred thousand on the engine

Run these hundreds up until they can't fold

Bitches in my DM and these suckers in my mentions

Every day that I wake up get a bank roll

I'll be in my duffel I don't be up in my feelings

Remember sleeping on the floor and now the coop ain't got a ceiling

If I hit that bitch raw that means I find that bitch appealing

If this rap shit doesn't work then I get back to drug dealing, aye