I've been running to that bag, I got no patience

Real ****, uhh, keep it Ben Franklin

Know that wock ain't wock ****, I can taste it

Yea this real life, baby, it ain't no faking

I've been running to that bag, I got no patience

Real ****, huh, keep it Ben Franklin

Know that wock ain't wock ****, I can taste it

Yea this real life, baby, it ain't no faking

Ten piece all blues, ****, big faces

**** washed up, and they big hatin'

Laughin to the bank, money conversations

Thinkin' bout a milli, how I'm gon' make it

Thinkin' bout a brick, how I'm gon' break it

Thinkin' bout your bitch, how I'm gon' break her

**** ain't him and they pump fakers

Tote big guns, **** this a earth shaker

Pull up on your bitch and I'm back breakin'

**** real funny with the hand shakin

Yea I know his ass spooked, had his ass shakin

Tss , yeah , ****

Yeah, we mobbin', gas in my wood got me coughin

One way trip, put a **** in a coffin

Been on my left, I ain't even gotta cock it

No words let a **** roll we gon' rock 'em

Hit his block, yellow tape, we gon' chalk 'em

**** broke in the mix, that's out a pocket

I'm the plug, big capt, I'm the socket

If I see it and I like it, I'ma cop it

If I can move it, I'ma move it, I was dead broke

Tryna hit a play, bend corners with my kinfolk

I ain't waitin' on no bitch, I'ma get on

Yeah i'm runnin' to that bag what I been on

I've been running to that bag, I got no patience

Real ****, huh, keep it Ben Franklin

Know that wock ain't wock ****, I can taste it

Yea this real life, baby, it ain't no faking

Ten piece all blues, ****, big faces

**** washed up, and they big hatin'

Laughin to the bank, money conversations

Thinkin' bout a milli, how I'm gon' make it

I just want a milli like Lil Wayne, Yea I also want a rollie with a big chain

Buss down on that face fuck a plain Jane, Where's that money? Bet, gone on that next plane

I'm coolin smokin' gas, yeah, that propane While im countin all these bands from that cocaine

I chose how I live, I can't complain No pain what they say? yeah, no gain

Where i'm from you gotta learn how to survive I be clutchin' on that nine, I thank God i'm alive

Every hour, every minute, to that bag im sleep deprived Fuck a break, I'm all gas, I don't needa take a five

I don't need to take a five, wanna see us all eat I wanna see all my brothers in a suite, not them streets

Been trill, yeah, I been, I'ma keep it concrete Ten toes on the floor, I'ma keep it concrete, ayy

I've been running to that bag, I got no patience

Real ****, huh, keep it Ben Franklin

Know that wock ain't wock ****, I can taste it

Yea this real life, baby, it ain't no faking

Ten piece all blues, ****, big faces

**** washed up, and they big hatin'

Laughin to the bank, money conversations

Thinkin' bout a milli, how I'm gon' make it