If your family ain’t eating you ain’t real ****

Closed mouths don’t get fed that’s for real ****

Yeah

Life ain’t free yes a **** got a pay

Snakes in the grass I’m just tryna stay away

My city wasn’t booming I was tryna make plays

So I had to switch states got it popping in the A

‘Lanta Georgia home of good pussy and drank

Cuz he the plug he was rolling up dank

It was me and young Kane on the road switching lanes

Hoes on us tryna bang if you hear me it’s too late aye

I swear I had to take it they ain’t give me shit

I come from Indiana that’s like coming off the bench

Now it’s my time Imma shine just look at the wrist

They sell their soul just for some fame get a mill and dip

Y’all be on some goofy shit

Come and shoot a movie bitch

Riding in my newest whip

My top down on some cooling shit

Really I’ve been thru some shit

I ain’t gotta prove it bitch

I really mind give me mind make you lose it bitch

Feel like Al Pacino how we came in here shooting shit

Balling on these sucka **** I ain’t really fucking wit em

Imma face this backwood I ain’t really stunting ****

I ain’t with the bluffing I just do it like it’s nothing ****

I knew my time was coming had to keep the faith

I just want the Bentley Delly want the Wraith

That’s my fucking brother I know he won’t ever change

**** wanna bang

We can meet em on they fucking grave bitch

Lil bitch

Haha

Yeah

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my ****

Get the money break it down

Then I split it with my **** yup

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my ****

Get the money break it down

Then I split it with my **** yup

Money talk

Let’s chop it up

Money talk

Let’s chop it up

Money talk

Let’s chop it up

Money talk

Let’s chop it up

YUER Gang/Blood Brothers gotta break bread

We stay a hunnit I ain’t really wit the fake friends

We getting money I’m too busy just to shake hands

Free my **** T can’t wait to get em out the state pen

Smoking OG eyes lower than a Asian

Walk up in the party you can’t see me thru these Ray-Bands

Give me everything I’m taking food off their plate man

R.i.P. the real bow ya heads **** amen

(Shhh hol up you hear that)

Aye kill the noise what they capping about

If I don’t live it then that ain’t the shit I’m rapping about

I graduated fuck the cap and the gown

Cuz this the only shit that i was ever passionate bout

Money on the phone gotta blast like I’m Jimmy

Fuck wit gang then we on his ass with a semi

I be riding thru my city

Heard these **** wanna kill me

I ain’t hiding from no ****

Do your thing when you see me

I made my cry when she seen me on her T.V

Said “fuck school” once a teacher copped a C.D

Grew up round Vice Lords Bloods and GD’s

And all them **** talk me one thing

Ain’t shit free ****

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my ****

Get the money break it down

Then I split it with my **** yup

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

I just wanna split it with my **** (with my ****)

Money talk

Let’s chop it up

Money talk

Let’s chop it up