No, you can’t do it like me

I be outside y’all be on IG

Stay laying down I be on my feet

Scrubbing my shoes while you scrub your feed

Please go touch grass, homie

Why you always mad, homie?

All that anger smell bad, homie

Please wash your ass, homie

Why would listen to you?

Go home and go work that’s like all that you do

Why bothering hearing you out

When the words from your mouth started making me snooze?

Ever notice that people that grew up with money always move around like there’s nothing to lose?

My uncle flew into the country with nothing so now I have something that I got to prove

Bitch!

Y’all **** ain never on shit

“New things coming soon, bruh”

I’m excited for your next miss

You don’t ever wanna make my list

I’m writing a lot

Write it in sharpie so you get a permanant spot

I’m keeping my distance on god

I hate that you **** stay talking ‘bout bitches that you don’t even got

I hate that the digits control all your senses we losing track of the plot

They say that I’m yapping, I’m giving y’all captions, pick one 'cause I’m stating a lot

I hate how y’all voted and what you promoted but cannot say that I'm surprised

Avocado mansions

I had 'em all dancing I did it all in the garage

Me, Eazy & Eli, three musketeers, we like

Was really, like, building a vibe

I told them both "8 tracks", like that

And look how we made that, Big facts

CD's spin that, flipped that

Paid for a movie, now that’s how we moving

Ain’t that a lesson? Nah, ain’t that a blessing?

Moved to LA and I met all my brethren

Ask me some questions like "What am I repping?"

Repping the CV's, that’s DNA

Repping the home town, that’s DNA

Repping my folks now, that’s DNA

Feeling so lovely you bitches can’t touch me

I know that I'm gold down to my DNA