Gudda Tay on every beat, ****

Couldn't get left, had to get it right

Ain't none of this shit came overnight

A young **** had to sacrifice

Had to pay my dues, never asked the price

Young **** get rich, that's that shit I like

I be clutchin' my stick at the red light

Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right

Yeah, top floor pent', yeah

We was late on rent, yeah

**** play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah

I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh

They thought they had all the sense

I thought I could trust a bitch

But she crossed me just like Cris

Brand new Benz came with the AMG kit

Please don't play with the clique

I make 'em spin your block with a mini .223 stick

Got so many Benjamin Franklins

Wrist so cold, need a fuckin' blanket

Lil' bitch, who you bank with?

I was sleepin' on cold floors

Now I stay at a condo

Real street ****, keep my gun close

Real Candler ****, but go coast to coast

Hood on my back like scoliosis

**** be hoes when them doors be closing

**** know I keep this shit too solid

Gay shit, I never promoted

I ran this shit up with my woes

Couldn't get left, had to get it right

Ain't none of this shit came overnight

A young **** had to sacrifice

Had to pay my dues, never asked the price

Young **** get rich, that's that shit I like

I be clutchin' my stick at the red light

Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right

Yeah, top floor pent', yeah

We was late on rent, yeah

**** play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah

I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh

They thought they had all the sense

I thought I could trust a bitch

But she crossed me just like Cris

I been shittin' on **** so long, say fuck it and piss

Neck full of diamonds, they kick

That mini stick, yes, it gon' hit but it don't got a kick

Sold out shows every day, boy, that backend big as a bitch

Got an LV bookbag for the backend but it still can't fit

And I'm still stuck with the same **** that was with me when I ain't have shit (On God)

Play with 1'5, get skinned like a fish

My rims deep dish

Said some deep shit, couldn't repeat it, still in East Wick

I'm a player, soon as I whip it out, huh, she gon' kiss

Mwah, mwah, mwah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Couldn't get left, had to get it right

Ain't none of this shit came overnight

A young **** had to sacrifice

Had to pay my dues, never asked the price

Young **** get rich, that's that shit I like

I be clutchin' my stick at the red light

Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right

Yeah, top floor pent', yeah

We was late on rent, yeah

**** play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah

I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh

They thought they had all the sense

I thought I could trust a bitch

But she crossed me just like Cris