Went from a boy to a man, pushbikes to them Lambs

Went from sleeping in bandos to doing shows with the fans

Went from dreaming 'bout a mill to seeing it live in the bank

I swear I betted on myself so many times, you would tell me, "Call FRANK"

All it took was a plan, now I'm lit like a lamp

The first five fiends to call my phone, all that took was a gram

Point twos up in testers, was a generous man

First time I saw a ten, I gave a nine to the gang

Still put no faith in a man, put that shit in the Lord, put that shit in my gun

Mummy going church on Sunday, told her pray for her son

Put some cash inside the offering, tryna pay for my wrongs

Got your favourite Insta model tryna take off her thong

Won't put her name in a song, I say that shit then it's long

Bought her Chanel but that ain't nuttin', that's three pounds of the Runtz

Plus I know that she gon' eat me, I got faith in her tongue

Told my girl "Miss my son", I ain't seen him in days

Busy making these plays

I know he wishes I could sit and watch him play all his games

I swear my wish is the same

But if you're broke, you know the part, I'll go down as a lame

On the phone, I'm talking business, that's a six figure play

Then I'm talking to my young'un, told him, "Load up the Trey"

I swear it drives me insane

I think I've outgrown this shit until I go to the grave

Lost my **** and it's pain, they keep talking on his name

Paid some racks for where they stay, put a bullet where the brain is

Or turn 'em skelly with the stainless, made the heli wake the neighbours

£7K's what I pay every month for this yard where I lay

Not to mention direct debits to my **** in chains

Still buying dingers we don't need 'cause any day it could get rainy

Still spoiling my lady, I know she wants my baby

How the fuck can I be lazy when it comes to getting bread?

Made forty racks in twenty hours, I can put that on his head

You got no bodies or no money, I ain't showing no respect

I bought some dogs 'cause I'm a vet, scrape the fuck outta the Rex

I might buy me the Patek to twin with bro

Me and bro already here so I guess we're twinning hoes

Two G-locks just came in, we'll grab 'em both, we're twinning poles

And I heard he don't like me but when you see me, where them feelings go?

VV's are blinding, you see it clear, don't need a telescope

Building my line up, I told this nitty, "Hit my telephone"

I was out grinding, you little **** were on Periscope

Heard that you're gliding, you hit your target, please don't tell a soul

Not even me, 'cause a lifer will tell you, the only wish he has is being free

I don't look up to no one, the only wish I have is being me

Push my remote through LAX like "Where's the B&B?"

If I spend twenty on a bitch, I'm spending forty on the gang

You ain't lit in real life, there's suttin faulty on the Gram

Don't know the date, don't know the day but there's a forty on my hand

This shawty let me use her facial, forgot she got a man

One day they got me with a blade, the same night he got a tan

And I promise you that's no cap, promise you that's no cap

Been in the trenches from a kid, go check the throwback