This shit right here done got so fuckin' fire I'll probably just go set my body on fire

This weed I smoke got me so fuckin' high I'll probably just go and ask God to come down

**** want all of the smoke until they end up on

T-shirts a couple of flyers My ****, I don't need a pill to handle that business

I get excited off profits My **** just wanted a body, now he got a body

And a jersey number on the sentence Wishing they would've just lifed em him

Cause now he alive, knowin' where he gon' die at My lil' bitch wanted excitement

She found a new ****, don't like him He ain't nothin' like me

But she still lookin' for love and said, I can come over

I just declined the invite I got a check and got boujie, with givin' out pipe

I got a new stream that went on the blue streak And now they keep givin' up likes

Bitches cash-takers Need I remind you, lil' bitch, like, fuck on your thoughts

I mean, who would've thunk that you could've forgot

Who bought me a Rubik's? I'm big as a block Who linked up my Cuban? I need a cigar

Hold up, this here a new whip Don't drop no ashes, and no, you can't eat in my car

Hold on, I got me a new bitch I met her at church, but she told me to make a star

She tryna go make a movie Not just like one or two clips

She want a triple extension she tryna get too rich, lil' bitch, I'm a whole type of new rich

This ain't just rappin', it's art This is that ill let y'all have the block

While the sun out, but I'm back around the trap after dark

Smoked my first blunt in the daylight But I was still at it after that, like, well after dark

A lot on my mental, a lot on my plate This food for thought for your dinner

Sometimes I admit it, I feel like Kanye I need a room full of mirrors just to be surrounded By winners

Bro told me I'm trippin', he trippin', won't tell him no different

Like, ****, we can't afford slip ups Bro tryna sell all these guns off his Insta

Straight from the Bricks, they try to use stones and some sticks to break down our Mental

First time seen a line, yeah, I did one Now I'm writin' lines, y'all ain't doin' no different, uh

I been doin' this shit here for paper, not for motherfuckin' fame

I been doin' this shit for my haters, now who's the fuckin' lame

I been doin' this shit for the day, hopin' that tomorrow came

They think they gon' weather out the storm, they still ain't plan for the rain

Said you wasn't changin', but money got you changing

Somethin' got you changin' and I been goin' crazy

You can say I ain't shit and I say I'm the greatest

Know what feels amazing, you can't say you made me

Who can say they made me, they can't face to face me

This time that I was facin', God, that kept me patient

It was me, Blank faced it and I still got away, bitch

It was me, Blank faced it and I still got away, bitch

Chopper open up and it's a hot shower, call it summer rain

Clientel say customer service too good and they gon' come again

Probably spin back in a couple hours, cause my shit make em' spend

Spin in circles to spend the block for the rush, so

They can spend again and spin again, then spend again

Spinnin' ain't really what my interest is, nah

Perfect my craft and my penmanship, I play with tools like ya dentist them, and now

I'm on like a midnight kitchen switch, always been legit

Fifty-fifty split when we hit the lick, I always had a bottom, bitch

Till I hit the bottom, that's another topic, I ain't on it

I got a ****, get gone off the molly

He might just psych out and then fuck up the moment

I got some homies, call me for permission

That **** violated give him what he wantin'

Sometimes they say I'm aggressive

Cause I don't take shit from nobody, not even for a moment

Everything that I rap come out like a brick

It's more definitely hard as the **** who wrote it

Offered my brother a bow so it's gone cost a arm and a leg

If you want it, free all my **** that behind the door

Twenty-three and one, like they just fouled out LeBron on a floater

You can't get a dot or a cashapp

Yo ass gone sleep on the floor with the roaches...

I put that pain in my vein, overdose it

This verse had to rain on my brain just this morning

I've been doin' this shit here for paper, not for motherfuckin' fame

I've been doin' this shit for my haters, now who's a fuckin' lame

I've been doin' this shit for the day, hopin' that tomorrow came

They think they gon' weather out the storm, they still ain't plan for the rain

Said you wasn't changin', money got you changing

Something got you changin' and I've been goin' crazy

You can say I ain't shit and I'll say I'm the greatest

Know what feels amazing, you can't say you made me

Who can say they made me when they can't face to face me

Time that I was facin' God that kept me patient

It was me, Blank faced it and I still got away, bitch

It was me, Blank faced it and I still got away, bitch

Propane, everything I do gon' be motherfuckin' propane