Okay I'm tryna get back

I'm tryna go forward and never look back

I'm tryna let go and get over that

I'm tryna build a team, keep it clean in that

I'm just tryna get rich

Tryna move my songs like the way they move bricks

Keep 'em in rotation like the way she do hips

I need a lil more shit in the crib

I need a lil more pep in my step

I need a lil more depth in my steez

Watch the way you going, way you talking to me

Sensitive thugs y'all all need hugs

I'm tired of lying and tryna act tough like

And I don't rap 'cause it's cool

I rap 'cause I do

I stay in the stu

I'm trapped in my home

Ain't checking my phone

I'm rapping 'bout the wrong shit won't help me get over

It never will stop, you're never right thought

I hit it both sides, I hit it right though

I got a east side, that's my right folk

I gotta take five with shorty who might throat

I got a oh my, I got a gee fuck

I got a got damn and she tryna eat lunch

I got a old one, I got a new one

I got a side one that's ready to throw some

It's like I don't know, I could fit more in this shit

It's slight work, I'm working even more in this bitch

It might hurt, I'm letting go of all the attention

Old shit, shit that have me bent

I want the Porsche with the tints

The lil fresh yard with the fences

You keep telling me you miss me

Send me lil letter with some kisses

I gotta work the pick

Girl you know how this world work know sometimes I gotta be a dick

I gotta move responsibly and shit

I gotta take it all the way with this

Get up out this Altima and shit

Do you really want the cheese

Material things that they say we don't need

I do, I do, like fuck it I do, I

I, I say fuck it I'll do it, I

Do you want really the cheese

Material things that they say we don't need

I do, I do, say fuck 'em I do, I

I, I say fuck it I'll do it, I

Do you really want the cheese

Material things that they say we don't need

I do, I do, say fuck it I do, I

I, I say fuck 'em I'll do it, I