Mmm, y’all don’t understand

It’s a different game

It ain’t bout the fame

Lotta different names

Got a baddie tamed

Soaking in the rain

Pockets full of candy canes

Killers on they spark

Saying they be leaving marks

Hitting all they shots

Leave a couple bullet scars

Some don’t play it smart

Why is u gon’ make it hard

Most of y’all don’t even got a kill, just a bar

Get yourself one, I don’t talk percs

Cant pretend we ain’t got no words

Shooting stars they don’t go reverse

It’s a ride or die, ride or die world

Getting high but I don’t feel bad

Take yo guns off then u get scared

God’s arrival I would prepare

Ride or die, ride or die, and it ain’t be fair

Yeah

Pretend like I don’t care

Yet the money still be flashy and the whip shiny lights they be staring

I got extra to tear

Only cause everybody got they share

Only around when there’s spares everywhere

Only for money what else do they want

Cheese on your fingers my boy you be frontin

Sped off like monkeys you got us all laughin

Bless on my bless on my bless on my ops

Bless on my bless on my gun

Bless on my goals

Blessing my fam and my bros

I would not be banging while the sunset goes

Looking for a chain I’m missing

Buss down on a Sunday morning

Looking at my phone there’s a message

Meet up on the block on the West End (west end)

Tell ‘em all to pull up with the benz

Smoking hot 10s and the fans

Call up all your people all your friends

Might just call in an advanced

We gon’ pull up with the benz

We got hot 10s and the fans

Pull up with your people all your friends

Might just call in an advanced

Better make it there when I was seven

Never had a dare about no money making mindset

Yet the passion got me there

And all a sudden I was given harder lessons

So the only way to go for is the bag

With all possessions so beware

You gon lose count getting by

All these people living in their private lives

I could tell the difference but we just be vibing

Guess another boy got lucky so he got no appetite

He say do you want me she said yeah

Told them you ain’t lasting over a year

Called it now he crying in despair

I said it first it made her disappear

We said slide over pull up to the spot

Chicken fried raice with the whips still hot

My man pulling shots who said getting shot

I’m out here with designer’s so I rather not

Meet up at the block on the west end

Tell ‘em all to pull up with the benz

Smoking hot 10s and the fans

Call up all your people all your friends

Might just call in an advanced

We gon’ pull up with the benz

We got hot 10s and the fans

Pull up with your people all your friends

Might just call in an advanced

Tell ‘em all to pull up with the benz

Smoking hot 10s and the fans

Call up all your people all your friends

Might just call in an advanced

We gon’ pull up with the benz

We got hot 10s and the fans

Pull up with your people all your friends

Might just call in and advanced