I'ma run up commas, saving up for me and mama, huh

Tired of fucking with my family, this shit full of drama, huh

How the fuck you see I'm lost and you don't try to find me, yeah

All these people call me blood but they not fuckin' family, yeah

I'm steady holdin' up my wrist so you can see the cartier

All my bitches they be bad, they lookin' like some barbies, yeah

I heard these **** talkin' lean, I pour it in a starry

I heard these **** want a cup but hell nah you can't borrow that

They the type of **** ask for money, and don't give it back

I heard my cousin asking for a gun, I had to give him strap

And I'm just prayin' all my people good, I hope they never lack

And if you ever lookin' for me, you can catch me in the back

Servin' grams, servin' packs, want some drugs know where it's at

Out of state, I'm makin' money, boy, you know I'm makin' stacks

I don't fuck with zelle, **** bring me cash I need the stacks

I'm ballin' like the league, you can check my numbers, check the stats

Had to stop the drugs, that shit had me feelin strange

Hard to trust people, I been shown how people change

I been broke before, I know that I'm still the same

Real ones win last, I'ma go up in the Hall of Fame

Go and check the stats, going number one up in the draft

Wrote my whole story I'm that **** and I chose my path

Know how it feel to go down and to bring it back

Had to run it up for my family, now we countin stacks

Did it for my pops, did it for my mama, did it for my sisters, can't forget about my brothers

Always been a quiet ****, I'm a distant lover

Fought my demons for myself, but I finally recovered

Know the sky the limit, so I went and got a tatted

Me and gang went and ran it up, we finna get it crackin

Always keep a pole on me, you'll never see me lackin

Wouldn't fuck with the gang, cause we all about that action

I'ma run up commas, saving up for me and mama, huh

Tired of fucking with my family, this shit full of drama, huh

How the fuck you see I'm lost and you don't try to find me, yeah

All these people call me blood but they not fuckin' family, yeah

I'm steady holdin' up my wrist so you can see the cartier

All my bitches they be bad, they lookin' like some barbies, yeah

I heard these **** talkin' lean, I pour it in a starry

I heard these **** want a cup but hell nah you can't borrow that