S O S

I needed your help but not anymore

Stacks on stacks

I ain't think that I would make it this far, but I'm here

I made it past my fears, got the key and switched the gear

I'm spittin' pain, I hope they hear, uh, yeah, uh

I been in my bag, ****, I been on the road

Sorry baby, I know I just ain't pick up the phone, yeah

What I'm feelin', I don't know, yeah

What's in my head, I don't know

Said I'm sorry for all of my past

Fuck it, ****, we just gonna go and get this bag

Yeah, we been runnin' up, my ****'s ballin' out at Saks

Yeah, ****, we don't even check the tag

Yeah, sorry baby, I been movin' forward

I been bussin' orders, yeah

Touchin' money Monday morning

Low whips we bussin corners

See my cup, you can't afford it

Yeah, doin' shit I thought I'd never do, yeah

I been thinkin' bout these interviews Goin' through so much, I swear, it's gettin hard to keep it cool

Get in the whip and I just go and chase these fuckin' blues

Now I gotta Amiri Jeans, but I still rock my trues

That's why I do it for the culture, this

shit for the youth

Remember, I was younger, I was lost and was confused

Struggles at the crib, I had to lock in for my dukes

I got a platinum heart im damaged, had to build up my defenses

Dodging all these pot holes, while im dodging all my exes

Longs nights a lot of tears, now this pain is expensive

Been through more you could imagine

Now this pain is extended

I got a platinum heart im damaged, had to build up my defenses

Dodging all these pot holes, while im dodging all my exes

Longs nights a lot of tears, now this pain is expensive

Stacks on stacks

Im tryna get racks on racks

Im tryna get a bag

In my head my mama need it bad

So i gotta get it fast

Sippin' dusse yea i do the dash

Bad bitches shakin ass

Fast and furious, i cant ever crash im locked in with the trap

I'm locked in I cannot be boxed in

I ain't have no option

Had to stack a bag and start flossin'

For this rap shit to start poppin', uh

Had to stack it bag and start flossin'

For this rap shit to start poppin', uh

Let the Glocky warm me up, cause it's so cold sometimes

Told my brodie, open up, and not to hold it inside

I can't let this shit break us, how that shit cause a divide

We supposed to be locked in, the bullets flyin', ride or die

Let Glocky, warm me up, cause it's so cold sometimes

Told my brodie, open up, and not to hold it inside

I can't let this shit break us, how that shit cause a divide

We supposed to be locked in, the bullets flyin', ride or die

I ain't think that I would make it this far, but I'm here

Made it past my fears, got the keys and switched the gear

I'm spittin' pain, I hope they hear, uh, yeah

Look, I've been in my bag ****, I've been on the road

Sorry baby, I know I just ain't pick up the phone, yeah

What I'm feelin', I don't know, yeah What's in my head, I don't know

Said I'm sorry for all of my past

Fuck it, ****, we just gonna go and get this bag

Yeah, we been runnin' up, my **** ballin' out at Saks

Yeah, ****, we don't even check the tag, yeah

What I'm feelin', I don't know, yeah What's in my head, I don't know

Said I'm sorry for all of my past

Fuck it, ****, we just gonna go and get this bag

Yeah, we been runnin' up, my **** ballin' out at Saks

I ain't think that I would make it this far, but I'm here

Made it past my fears, got the keys, switched the gear

I'm spittin' pain, I hope they hear, uh, yeah

I been in my bag, ****, I been on the road

Sorry, baby, I know I just ain't pick up the phone, yeah

What I'm feelin', I don't know, yeah What's in my head, I don't know

Said I'm sorry for all of my past

Fuck it, ****, we just gonna go and get this bag

Yeah, we been runnin' up, my **** ballin' out at Saks

Yeah, ****, we don't even check the tags