(Reece take 'em to church)

Look momma we made it

I feel like the greatest of all time

I'm so close I can taste it

And I go hard, about mine

This life keep changin', it's gettin' dangerous

Rich and I hate it, fuck bein' famous

Just give me that paper, struggle what made me

And I go hard, about mine

Yeah, put on for my last name, put on 'til my last day

Carry so much shit up on my shoulders, give me back pain

Always stayed the course, I stayed down, and then that bag came

Tryna put a smile on momma face, for all them sad days

Yeahh-yeah, thought I told you

Most these **** rappin' talkin' gangster, they just posin'

Momma know her son, he aim for nothin', 'cause I'm her soldier

Came to pick her up, she came outside, I had them doors up

Talk to me, tell her, "Talk to me nicely"

If I ever have to do some time, would you write me?

People callin' me, I came through, that was light shit

How that **** got it out the mud, now he icy

Goin' hard, yeah, I'm just goin' hard for mine

Feelin' so damn close, but I'm runnin' outta time

I put in work to get here, why ya'll all look surprised?

**** weren't with us, all that blood, sweat, and crimes

Look momma we made it

I feel like the greatest of all time

I'm so close I can taste it

And I go hard, about mine

This life keep changin', it's gettin' dangerous

Rich and I hate it, fuck bein' famous

Just give me that paper, struggle what made me

And I go hard, about mine

Yeah I'm still goin' hard, but I gotta go harder

So much to lose now, I gotta move smarter

On my way out, yeah, but the streets keep callin'

So many heartbreaks, and so much trauma, yeah

Movin', gotta bob and weave, the world got a lot to see

Uncle doin' time, I talk to him like three times a week

Been crossed so many times, I'm 'ready heartless, 'cause I gotta be

Comin' all this way, where I'm from, it's like the lottery

Bitch I'm paid, my heart really broken

What, you can't tell? My diamonds is showin'

People true colors, they always show it

They want me to fall down, I gotta keep goin', yeah

OG told me, "Get that money, just don't let it change you"

**** switchin' up around you, tell him, "That's what fame do"

**** wanna be the boss, they always gon' blame you

Ever lose someone you lose, that shit be so painful

Look momma we made it

I feel like the greatest of all time

I'm so close I can taste it

And I go hard, about mine (Hard, about mine)

This life keep changin', it's gettin' dangerous (Mmm-mmm-mm)

Rich and I hate it, fuck bein' famous (Mmm-mmm-mm)

Just give me that paper, struggle what made me (Mmm-mmm-mm)

And I go hard, about mine (Hard, about mine, aah)

Mmm-mmm-mm, mmm-mmm-mm

Hmm-mmm-mm