[Verse 1]
p**y a** rappers playing on my phone
I only answer when the money call
n***as start beef, then they want plead though
Y'all n***as got us f**ed up we ain't one of y'all
We don't fear none of y'all
f** that, we can't wait until we running y'all
I hear a lot of n***as talking 'bout the summer's theres
Naw f** that, you ain't know the summer's ours
Get your money up
The b**h that you stalking on Twitter n***a I don' f**ed the monique up
Paint the city white, like fifty b**hes in our van
They like "where y'all going sh** we wanna go"
Honey Sherry in the section looking hella bad
n***a we got hella swag
Spent ten grand and that was just on clothes
We just do it for the child that we never had
A year ago, n***a said I was the runner up
Now sh** changed young boy running sh**
n***as always talk that money sh**
You see them out and you wonder where their money went
You ain't making f**ing sense
I don't really give a f** who you run and get
You put a laser on a motherf**ing Glock 40
My n***a I'll put that sh** like he don't wanna miss
n***a what
[Verse 2]
G Weezy my f**ing dawg
Thats the girl that I left for her
Last year I was f**ed up, I was buying clothes at the thrift store
This year I'm on some new sh**, I just buy belts when I get bored
n***as always on my dick, put your b**h to use that's what your b**h for
Balling on these in Burberry
b**hes tell me I'm the worst eerie
I ain't never tripping off on hoes
You let my bail catch you know catch these hoes vary
I don't give a f** about no n***a
Especially no broke n***a
Walking around, oh n***a I don been a lot of sh** but a old n***a
I run sh** just like marathons
Louis on just like Ferragom
I go through backdoors while y'all stand in line
I don't backtrack I am ahead of time
And still entry B, free Lil that's my f**ing dawg
Rap n***as so f**ing fraud screaming f** 'em all
Coup what up
[Verse 3]
Do you know how it feel to hear your mom f**ing n***as that she barely know
You hear her moaning off them heavy strokes
This the side that I never show
This the realest sh** I ever wrote
When I was young I always wanted to be an astronaut
'Cause when my mom was high she used to say she on the moon
I used to cry, I used to beg her can she take me with her
She say don't worry I'ma take you soon just stay in school
And I'm happy that I grew up poor
'Cause if I grew up rich, there wouldn't be no core
There wouldn't be no struggle, there wouldn't be no flaws
I would've never have to worry 'bout if we gon' starve
I remember all the times I couldn't brush my teeth
I remember all the times I had scuffed up sneaks
All the m**m brothers got girls
So when the girls came around I act like I was m**m and I cuffed my jeans
No disrespect though
I'm the type to live my life with no regrets though
Dealing with the fact my sister having s** though
When she graduate, I hope I ain't on d**h Row
It's sorry sh** that I should let go
f**ing nine to five we made thousands off the Metro
Off the juice, off the coke, off the XO
The trap house had nothing but stoves
We was in that kitchen like we chefs yo
We was tryna be Esco
Learn most of the game from Lil, followed his steps yo
Learn most of my swag from Rein, he got me fresh though
Coup he was like my right, long as my left though