Aye, cold as damn December, like the middle of the winter

Got a little whip loaded, would have thought it was a sprinter

Going crazy at the show, I guarantee them people love it

I don't even need no abs, cause I got tats up on my stomach

Yeah, hogging up the way when I switch lanes

Aye, I stay razor sharp just like a switchblade

Aye, block out all the hate just like Dikembe

Aye, I got where I am because I didn't wait

I don't, I don't need no hand outs, I ain't get none

Shooting all them shots, you ain't gonna hit none

When my grandma died I damn near lost it

Aye, problems kept on pouring like a faucet

Yeah, kept my head up though, I gotta stay bossing

Only got one life to live, and I ain't gonna toss it

You gonna sell out for the fame, but what's it costing

Cause there ain't nothing worse than finding out you lost it, Yeah, yeah

Mama try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Pops try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Even grand-mama knew that I'm a different breed, yeah

Full speed, yeah, full speed, yeah

Mama try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Pops try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Even grand-mama knew that I'm a different breed, yeah

Full speed, yeah, full speed, yeah

Seem like everybody from the city running from it

I cannot get stuck in the cycle that I've been stuck in

Oh fuck it, I'll get above it, and barely function

I love it, this shit is nothing, until it's troubling

Swerving through the lanes, I'm on beans and blue dream

Black leather, white paint, cookies and cream

Backwoods with Cali, that's cookies and cream

Say I'm going broke, bitch what the fuck do you mean

Blow a rack up on some jeans and buy my bitch a new ring

I guess they hate what I'm becoming but it's meant for me

One day they'll love me, but they'll probably only love me for my money, so fuck em

Mama try to tell em

Mama try to tell em

Mama try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Pops try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Even grand-mama knew that I'm a different breed, yeah

Full speed, yeah, full speed, yeah

Mama try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Pops try to tell em bruh that I'm a different breed, yeah

Even grand-mama knew that I'm a different breed, yeah

Full speed, yeah, full speed, yeah