No hooks no gimmicks

We straight kick it

Running thru the finish line

Hoping for some digits

Young **** we was broke we ain't never have much

That's why most of us out here testing our luck

Trust

Blue rags and red rags means toe tags

And I ain't talking them gangs

This country man

Racist leaders out here teaching our kids

They ain't never have to fight scratch and claw just to live

I come from nothing

Anything I got I grinded for

How you out already? Fuck you lying for?

They said rod where you been I say less is more

They want music that they'll never have to pay me for

I fell back had to right my business

And now we own a label so I write my business

Run this rap shit yeah I like my fitness

What is this

Super incredible shit

How he rapping like this

He a legend and shit

And It's evident

They ain't know the young bull flow was heaven sent

They ain't even know that my bars is like medicine

Leave booth set on fire skill set devilish

Repeat offender

You sweet like Splenda

Anywhere I ever go they call me big spender

I beat the pussy up til my meat get tender

Anybody take shots I'll see the sender

TV dinners you rappers are cheap and easy

For anybody that's talking don't let it be greasy

I had to say it once don't have me repeat please

Uh I'm ice cold I'm giving dames brain freeze

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

And if she come back you know it's meant to be

And if it come back you know it's meant to be

These **** can't do it like me nah

These **** can't do it like me naw

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

We tryna be, all timers

Don't ever forget us like, Alzheimer's

We all wanting the big bucks

We all grinders we never gon split up aye

We tryna be like the new wu tang

I don't sip champagne

It makes my stomach pain

I only want pat ron

I only drink one thing

I only do one thing

And that's run this game

This is psycho Rod talking

There's other ones in my brain

Other ones is my brain

Make me say it again

I do it so crazy she say we the man

Stick with the plan

Stay with ya fam

Ya kin and them

If you out here making babies

Make sure that you there for them

I can't kick it with bums

You little **** is young

Little bitches is dumb

I swear I am the one

So get back

Before I go head and spit this click clack

You **** rapping opinions I just spit facts

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

Let that bitch breathe

You gotta let that bitch leave

And if she come back you know it's meant to be

And if it come back you know it's meant to be

These **** can't do it like me

These **** can't do it like me no

Yeah that's it