Man I got this shit in my blood, hit off a Percocet pill pill for my issues I feel like this shit

wasn't enough

Speak on my name but I bet if he came around now he'd get hit with these slugs

I still remember the shit they was sayin but now they wanna show all the love

Quick to catch on to the bluff

We could spend four or five racks on the odds if that boy sent to God bet he still take settlement

I wasn't playin' in the middle man, Shit comin' straight in my pocket, the plug tryin' to hit about embezzlement

Tryna hit me for answers, lil hoe I'ma gangsta, I sent that bitch back to the reverend

I'm in control of my element, with the trap baby, we sold out the rolls sittin' back of the Cullinan

Hit, Flip, shit get to blowin'

He left me on flat, man, that shit was annoying

Get hit in your head or your tail, flip a coin

Just hit up lil B, he pulled up with a swarm

I said long live my partner, I did it for him

I said, dead on the play, fuck it, throw out the bin

I got Fear of God on me, ain't scared of no man

Made the drop, man them boys they was lit in the pen

Want a settlement, fuck it, I hit at the bank

I'm with OVO, bitch, I done signed to the Drake

My lil' partners, they posted up right on Spring Lake

Can't be tardy with paper, but I ain't never been late

And ain't never been booked give a fuck about the jakes

Got a 30-round clip on a Glock just in case

Talkin' 40 bands, shit with the play of the day

Bout some money, that boy can get hit in his face

Man I got this shit in my blood, hit off a Percocet pill pill for my issues I feel like this shit

wasn't enough

Speak on my name but I bet if he came around now he'd get hit with these slugs

I still remember the shit they was sayin but now they wanna show all the love

Quick to catch on to the bluff

We could spend four or five racks on the odds if that boy sent to God bet he still take settlement

I wasn't playin' in the middle man, Shit comin' straight in my pocket, the plug tryin' to hit about embezzlement

Tryna hit me for answers, lil hoe I'ma gangsta, I sent that bitch back to the reverend

I'm in control of my element, with the trap baby, we sold out the rolls sittin' back of the Cullinan