Aye, look

On and off dropping

They saying I needa stop stopping

They say by now I could be popping

I ain’t gone fake I be ducking performing

But if the bag right

Imma pop out and rock it

Just turned 21 feel like a savage

Im not in yo bracket

You **** is not it

I got a Glock wit’ a 30

I hope he think twice ‘fore he think about

Plotting and robbing

I hope a **** don’t think I’m a lick

Imma turn to a sample

I dare ‘em to try me

Up onna score if we talking bout money

6 figures and counting

I don’t need a wallet

Strategy wit’ every move I been making

Minimizing losses maximizing profit

Mini my bro so fasho he on go

if I tell ‘em to get ‘em just know that he got em

**** talk crazy

But I just be playing it cool

Cause I know these **** be cap

Same **** used to be hating

They all on my dick

Like damn I ain’t know that you rap

I just be chilling but I’m like Pooh shiesty

I keep my guard up cause these **** be rats

I never back door my **** or hate on ‘em

how many of y’all can say that?

Can’t tell me I ain’t really that ****

Cause then at that point you just arguing facts

Ain’t get no help in this shit

Ain’t nobody give me the recipe

I started from scratch

Got off my ass cause I got tired of struggling

Didn’t wanna have to depend on the

government

Rich folks keeping us down

And they loving it

Now I’m on fire

I found me a match

I don’t really care about who don’t believe no more

This shit about me these days

I feel like I been held down

For a long ass time

I’m just trynna be free these days

I know I complain

But really I’m grateful for living

Lae ain’t get to see these days

Stay out the way cause I’m gone have to kill me a **** he playing w me these days

Fuck what they saying

Im the best in the city wit’ It

**** know I get busy wit’ it

Catch me a body like Ja on my grizzly wit’ it

And im hitting the griddy wit’ It

I got a 50 round drum onna glizzy

Imma soldier boy ( Soulja boy )

I get silly wit’ it

I rather die wit’ the pole

So if somehow you get me you gone have to get me wit’ it

I stay alone

Cause I don’t really trust nothing

I know **** just playing they role

I just get the money

And stay out the way

Can’t be wasting no time

My **** we grown

By the way these **** look onna gram

you ain’t know they was broke

You’ll swear they was on

How you the big dog calling the shots

but you stay wit’ yo momma and don’t got a phone?

**** act cool when they need you

But start acting different whenever they get on they feet

Laid back **** you see me in person

But start acting different I get onna beat

I just be minding my business

If they talking down it’s cause **** just be on my meat

I don’t be beefing wit’ ****

Cause **** be hoes

I don’t like to play hide and go seek

I ain’t gone lie though

It ain’t always easy

Been so many times

I just wanted to quit

I’m trynna get rich right now

So when I have kids

They ain’t gone be wanting for shit

**** be talking down from the bleachers

Everytime I shoot

They want me to miss

**** be talking like they inna field

Well **** start running

When we send the blitz

Keep it a buck

This life shit crazy

I won’t be surprised if I died right now

Thinking bout Lae I be losing my grip

On bro I can break down and cry right now

I really hate talking about all my pain but fuck it

I’m feeling the vibe right now

Im just having fun

These **** ain’t fucking wit’ me

And I’m not even trying right now

**** been telling me all these years

I ain’t have no confidence I shoulda listened

Now I’m on ass

I’m switching it up

I hope my competition

Paying attention

It be so crazy these **** be hating

Same ones when I drop be all in my mentions

I don’t say nothing

Cause when I take off

Them gone be the **** making me richer

I know everybody can’t see my vision

I can have what I want if I be consistent

Glock in my hoodie

I keep it in it

**** rather go blind than see me winning

He ain’t my opp i ain’t beefing w him

He just hating on me cause I’m seeing chicken

But if he a threat you know we can get ‘em

We gone fuck his face up

He gone need a dentist

( Oh my God! These **** is not fucking wit’ me . ****, facts! Bitch! That’s it right there.)