We don't run from the opps, only run from olopa

I'm in the cut with the hoppers

Long stick like hockey but I kick it like it's soccer

Going straight past the doctor

All them movies I wrote, fam, I shoulda won an Oscar

'Stead I was posted with the mobsters

Call me Carlo Gambino, lay a finger, that'll cost ya

Street sweeping with the duster

Baby girl, I ain't a whore, I'm a Horus

You be tryna off your pant by the chorus

Ten pack of Magnums and a Taurus

So either way I'm tryna knock down a walrus

It was never ever them, it was all us

You ain't never seen a glee on a tour bus

Had to learn on the whim, they never taught us

Had to do a little time when they caught us

Had a brick and a stash but it was stolen

Ten pins in this mash, we going bowling

I hate when man say we're fam and I don't know them

I hate when man owe you money act like you owe them

Shit was never ever given, it was taken

When I told 'em it was flake, it was shaken

It was frying out the pan, it's not bacon

Real natty dread but I'm not Jamaican

Six bills for the tee, she said "That's too rude"

But you could probably fit your re-up in a boob tube

I'm old fashioned, I ain't rocking with the new dudes

Buy a hammer then I search it up on YouTube

'Cause when you grew up where I'm from, you gotta rumble

Where they grew up with no dads, just your uncles

Had to move to the burbs from the jungle

556 hair trigger like Rapunzel

We don't run from the opps, only run from olopa

I'm in the cut with the hoppers

Long stick like hockey but I kick it like it's soccer

Going straight past the doctor

All them movies I wrote, fam, I shoulda won an Oscar

'Stead I was posted with the mobsters

Call me Carlo Gambino, lay a finger, that'll cost ya

Street sweeping with the duster

They used to call me Lucky, they just call me Ace now

Used to give me cheek, now I got her face down

Had to walk before I ran, now I skate round

Hit you with this whole grain, you gon' stay down

Babe, I used to be a ho, now I'm wholesome

I'll still do your whole gang, that's a hosome

Hit a lick just to split it with my bros dem

Birthday cake on your block, tryna blow some

Four pipes on this whip, she getting two though

Then high fives out the door like some blue notes

Rappers act like they don't know but they do know

And when I kick suttin, I ain't talking judo

All them wraps that I sold by The Oval

Funny how I'm going global

Gotta stay stone cold, first they love then they loathe you

Front page or they vogue you

We don't run from the opps, only run from olopa

I'm in the cut with the hoppers

Long stick like hockey but I kick it like it's soccer

Going straight past the doctor

All them movies I wrote, fam, I shoulda won an Oscar

'Stead I was posted with the mobsters

Call me Carlo Gambino, lay a finger, that'll cost ya

Street sweeping with the duster