(P, you got that)

Real talk, I was smartest in my class

How I turned into a criminal, all I can do is laugh

Nobody was there when I was brass

Now I got a couple baddies round and they're shakin' up their arse

Young rich ****, I ain't even gotta ask, no

Shoutout Glace, you know I did it with twin

Took a risk, now he rock a plain Carti' in the gym, bov

Days we was runnin' through SIMs

Now it's Burberry linen on my limbs, bov

Fuck all the **** who don't like me

They're talkin' like girls, can't say it to my face

Listen, I don't give a fuck about a chicken

Try me, let me show you patties if I'm fibbin', I love it

**** can't speak with their chest, they need a bra

'Cause most of these bitches got breasts

I was broke, they still wanna see me with less

I wrote, real talk, the streets know that I'm the best, wallahi

I said the streets know that I'm the best, it's facts (Active)

They been callin' me the life of the party

You **** stay wass and I'ma kill 'em with stats (Ching)

I'm on the throne like Charlie, a one man army, you **** just cap (Some cappers)

And even if man didn't rap, it's tapped 'cause I still kill **** with stacks

Finesse on the beat like that, you ain't got finesse on the beat like that

I hear man stressed on the beat like that

And I get man vexed when they hear me on the beat like that

Like, why's it gotta be like that?

'Cause in real life, I know you ain't on me

Only your girlfriends are on me

Real talk, I was smartest in my class (Haha)

How I turned into a criminal, all I can do is laugh

Nobody was there when I was brass

Now I got a couple baddies round and they're shakin' up their arse

Young rich ****, I ain't even gotta ask, no

Shoutout Glace, you know I did it with twin

Took a risk, now he rock a plain Carti' in the gym, bov

Days we was runnin' through SIMs

Now it's Burberry linen on my limbs, bov

Fuck all the **** who don't like me

They're talkin' like girls, can't say it to my face

Listen, I don't give a fuck about a chicken

Try me, let me show you patties if I'm fibbin', I love it

**** can't speak with their chest, they need a bra

'Cause most of these bitches got breasts

I was broke, they still wanna see me with less

I wrote, real talk, the streets know that I'm the best, wallahi

(P, you got that)