I ain't fold when the rain came through, I see what that money make 'em do

**** actin' like they in the loop, get another spot and trap it loose

Me and my ****, we the get-off-crew, I get off and they get off too

Lotta bad bitches for the crew, geek 'em up and fuck 'em by the two

You got **** in your paperwork, I was taught to get the paper first

My **** died, and it still hurt, I can't stand to see him in the dirt

Now I'm focused, had to quit the Percs, pockets filled up, they finna burst

See my **** talkin' in the court, pointin' fingers, man, that shit there hurt

These **** ain't right, I had to turn my back like VLONE, VLONE

My **** got rich, he was trappin' off an AT&T phone

I'm an Eastside ****, so you know I've been ridin' through the six with the motherfuckin' stick on me

Got my young **** with me, you know he don't work on housin', but he got 'em bricks on him

Got inside my bag like a duffel, always had the swag and had the hustle

Always had my face card and muscle, **** gotta catch up, honey mustard

Beat the trap down, DJ Mustard, **** play around, we gotta flush him

Got a play, he come in from Augusta, told him, "Pull up, meet me right on Gresham"

I ain't fold when the rain came through, I see what that money make 'em do

**** actin' like they in the loop, get another spot and trap it loose

Me and my ****, we the get-off-crew, I get off and they get off too

Lotta bad bitches for the crew, geek 'em up and fuck 'em by the two

You got **** in your paperwork, I was taught to get the paper first

My **** died, and it still hurt, I can't stand to see him in the dirt

Now I'm focused, had to quit the Percs, pockets filled up, they finna burst

See my **** talkin' in the court, pointin' fingers, man, that shit there hurt