They gon' hate who I'm becoming
I just pulled out of the dealership like F the budget
Problem is n***as tell girls to put the bottles on em'
My girls solve the whole case, get to the bottom of it
It's cash these checks or cash these chicks
Before you get in trouble, boy respect [?]
Keep your gents in check, I'll keep my gents in checks
But understand you're f**ing with a ten year vet, eish
My drive got a new car smell still
I feel alive 'cause these new bars fresh ill
And yeah I'm thriving and I've been on the grind
Ever since ya'll was high off that who got next pill
But I ain't give two F's, I'm having threesomes
Well I build you punks make out how the fees must
Deep much?
Uh-uh just clean stuff
Mayibabo, I kept it uhuru and started seeing bucks
I came in this thing with a big dream
She gave birth and the kid hit the big screen
I see them [?] squad goes like sh** is real
But in time they'll know signing yourself was the bigger deal
But, maybe I need to slow down for 'em
Before they tell you I'm jealous and got it out for 'em
I ain't got files on 'em, I just got nine on 'em
So while they out shopping, I'ma style on 'em
Yeah, and hope they love me like my brother does
Look I'm a safe bet I do what the rubber does
F a promoter 'cause [?]
[?] Sophie [?]
Eish, [?]
A boy lived life on the beat, no double cup
Nine years on, you probably think I've done enough
But I'm a high pilot, I'm on the up and up
My new ish got your honey touched
But don't _ with the bars 'cause you might get f'd and touched
Not by the Midas but maybe the show will start
I mean the game is a sum of b**hes, minus one
That's the truth now the [?] minus us
I see the j**els and the difference is? Minus ours
Time flies boy, mind your hours
Look we some wild boys rounding hours
I send the beat, I just k** in it, kung-fu
It might hard to believe [?]
And when your debut came out look I was proud of you
How could I hate you? I love you, I was you
But trust you me I run through your whole squad
And dust you clean
And f** you mean I ain't got sharp tools
That can cut through spleens?
b**h I'm Bruce Lee, the one, I'm the best
I'm the one, two, three yeah
Don't even talk about the four, five
That sh** will have your b**h in sixes and sevens the whole night
Look what I ate, the whole nine
And I rate, ten out of ten yo the whole time
And hell yeah [?] rap nice
And trouble got the birds in the bag right?
And her ex chilling in the damn c*nt
I had to k** y'all just give rap life