The amount of money I’ve been is gonna be hurtin your parents feelings

Remember how I taught you how to make it rain

I’m gonna be doing that every single night

(Hill productions!)

Young, wild as fuck and I'm up progressin'

Feel old with these expenses, savin' up racks and I find it impressive

Get rich, what mans intending

If I slip up, then I'm making amendments

I ain't tryna catch no sentence

I'm tryna make racks when I write a new sentence

O.T trips is endless, trappin' in blenders, different agendas

T-house rappin' like Cole and Kendrick

Cut a pack and send it

'lato , cookie, my essence

Tryna stack more, not lessen

Get a young boy and give him a task and teach him a lesson

Really in life, were pro progressin'

Lookin' like, no you're stressin'

Bro just a joke, you're jestin'

**** is hoes, jezzies, and yes-men

In the low wheels I'm blendin', yeah, blendin'

With number nine, that's Fendi Fendi

But I ain't offendin'

Anytime we step, we dress good

Got gyal all in the crib like Westwood

Anytime I flex, I flex good

Flexers cool up in my section

Feds hit the door, I'm S'ing, steppin'

Act to the right, then left 'em

Manna pull strings like Hendrix

Put a fork in the work, then bent it (Bend it)

Got a gyal pendant, pending

Lifestyle's real, can't live for pretendin'

Bare weight, liftin' and benchin'

I'm there, can't wait, I'm attendin'

Road is a man profession

If I get back home safe, progression

I ain't got time for a sentence

Tryna make racks when I write me a sentence

Young, wild as fuck and I'm up progressin'

Feel old with these expenses, savin' up racks and I find it impressive

Get rich, what mans intending

Slip up, then I'm making amendments

I ain't tryna catch no sentence

I'm tryna make racks when I write a new sentence

O.T trips is endless, trappin' in blenders, different agendas

T-house rappin' like Cole and Kendrick

Cut a pack and send it

'lato , cookie, my essence

Tryna stack more, not lessen

Get a young boy and give him a task and teach him a lesson

Class A, Class B

Skipped colly lectures

I hit the gym and sessions

Bought waps and had opps pressured

Bare work, i had outstandin'

Couldn't do that stuff at home

Had my young boys doin' homework

Told 'em bag and lock these Os

Dingers and all them highs

And I'm far from all that prof

Traphone bought drills and waps

Had me splash designer shops

I know they think they're tugs

But these rapboys, real some bums

If we're talkin' rap, no cap

It's us, the guys who rap on mums (Gang, gang!)

These bigmen actin' young (childish)

When they're really hella grown

These bitches movin' dumb

'soon as they get the bone (Jarrin)

Ring ring, that's all my Nokia does

Made them ring all nuts

Won’t stop til I’m winning mad

'til my wrist all flippin' bussed

Young, wild as fuck and I'm up progressin'

Feel old with these expenses, savin' up racks and I find it impressive

Get rich, what mans intending

Slip up, then I'm making amendments

I ain't tryna catch no sentence

I'm tryna make racks when I write a new sentence

O.T trips is endless, trappin' in blenders, different agendas

T-house rappin' like Cole and Kendrick

Cut a pack and send it

'lato , cookie, my essence

Tryna stack more, not lessen

Get a young boy and give him a task and teach him a lesson