Bitch, I was hittin' the road in a car that ain't have no tags

Man this **** talk too much he must can run fast

If you ever seen me out the Glock was in my bag

How the fuck is **** steppin' if they ain't leavin' tags

You know he broke if she question how he got a bag

Yo' **** choke when it's smoke, my **** clutchin' mags

In my eyes you see a goat I don't gotta brag

I was catchin' plays in the snow still bringin' grass

I was catchin' plays in the summer still servin' snow

If my bitch want it she can get it I don't tell her no

That ain't your opp if you catch him and you don't never blow

I gotta be on stage with my blick if I do a show

She put me in her close friends I think she tryna fuck

Bitch, stop thinkin' we close friends you know I'm tryna fuck

Life a gamble, you gotta roll the dice to test yo luck

If you really want this shit you gotta do too much

You don't really want this shit cause you don't do enough

I can tell you a kid you still think you tough

On the road did what I did I made ten plus Gotta thank God for how I live ain't used to have much

Told lil bro put on the wig and get the job done Take that bitch apart and throw the pieces they found a half gun

I seen **** gettin' money I had to have some I'ma tell my kids when they get rich then they can have fun

I'ma tell my kids, your brother fightin' and you bet not run

This bitch beggin' me to pipe so I brought my gun

Sendin' pounds through on flights hope they gettin' it done

This **** lookin' up to Starks I must be the sun