Yo, come on. Free all the bros, free all my guys, free KZ. Free all the man dem can't daze. We can't bend free fam. Soon home, clean heart, viral. We are here cuz, you get me? You know what time it is, we loading stone. Fuck all the haters, all the fake bitches, all these weirdos, you get me?

 

You can't cry over spilled milk cuz it's copping up a bottle fam Cutting bands while I'm cutting days Reminiscing hard times looking for a raise They think I'm going mad going through a little phase It all kicked off when I started selling haze

 

Cutting bands while I'm cutting days Reminiscing hard times, looking for a raise They think I'm going mad, going through a little phase It all kicked off when I started selling haze I was 19 with 20, made it double by 21 I was selling hard way before I ever made a song Got the best of both, I ain't talking bout anyone Talking light and dark, I get the re and then I get it gone You see the difference, cause me I really live it Had to rub the plug for all the times you never give it Bro, bro, bro, man I've been it

 

You ain't never seen it I can never speak, 'cause I'm always on some G shit I'm the truth, I don't need to lie Man, I landed in dope, sold the pack before I reached the five Hell, hell of a trip, so I'm livin' nice I kicked ass to be the boss, and I had to go and pay the price Cop, cop, copped a half-Zed, and I flipped it Gave the worker 20 shots, and the fucker dipped it I sail, I never missed it, I wash for a biscuit The rap don't pay, so I had to go and risk it

 

Stacking bands from the trap, that's all I know I never used to eat at home, I'm eating on the go Hella trips to OT, sofa surfing with my bro Soon as I seen the bread I didn't even wanna go I went back home and then I made my money double Labelled as the bad guy, I'm always getting into trouble I was on the strip as a kid, I never had a coddle Broke my first line phone when I dropped it in a puddle Cutting bands while I'm cutting days Reminiscing hard times, looking for a raise They think I'm going mad, going through a little phase It all kicked off when I started selling haze

 

Cutting bands while I'm cutting days Reminiscing hard times looking for a raise They think I'm going mad going through a little phase It all kicked off when I started selling haze

 

Two shanks up in the car, I'm a jack boy Got a main phone and a copy on a Android We do the make money, hit licks, that rap boys Whole team on go, don't make a bad choice Every time you're in my phone, you're always on the same shit Arguing and biting, everyday complaining I'm busy on the weekends, the weekdays I'm chasing the paper, I need it She thinks that I'm famous, it's mud I be getting views, still stressing about cash Clean up the car, I found bits in the back

 

Sweets in the car, that's a mix and a match I'm dying for racks, I ain't dying for niatch Cutting bands while I'm cutting days Reminiscing hard times, looking for a raise They think I'm going mad, going through a little phase It all kicked off when I started selling haze Cutting bands while I'm cutting days Reminiscing hard times, looking for a raise They think I'm going mad, going through a little phase It all kicked off when I started selling haze