Ayeeee
It’s Jay
Look
{Hook}
b*tch you know I’m ballin hard I’m coming straight up out them trenches
Out here late night if you hear one sound you better jump them fences
Had to go get it I was taught to get this fu*kin paper
If you wasn’t grinding from the bottom I don’t need yo favor
This ain’t No Fortnite but you know that we gotta keep that Scar
He was dissing on my homies but he said I went too far
Member the days that we took the bus we ain’t have no fu*kin car
Know that I’m destined to be great yeah I’m gone be a star
{Verse}
Know I’m stepping for my fu*king brothers that’s by any means
The way I’m poppin’ out that cut I think it might be Halloween
Call this sh*t Pеrsonal Fitness way I’m chasing all this green
He was acting for that camera told that ni**a don’t makе no scene
He think he know me but he don’t know I’m a certified stepper
The way I’m teaching all these ni**as they should call me they professor
b*tch you know I play to win to yeah I’m tryna be better
He said that he bout that action but he cannot handle pressure
They beef with the gang just know that sh*t be attention
b*tch I’m stuck up innat field I deserve me an extension
All these females round a ni**a do you really think I’m simping
Nowadays I just sit at my desk and count up all of these winnings
I just ran up 40 bandz I’m feeling like the month of April
The way I’m sticking to all these bandz ion need a staple
All my youngin goons yeah they sippin on that muddy maple
I just made these bandz off of that backend yeah shoutout the label
I was just a freshman up at gateway yeah right off of sable
Nowadays these ni**as ain’t bout money they just watching cable
Shoutout to the man upstairs for my life yeah I’m super grateful
And if you fw the gang you know that sh*t might turn out fatal
I done ran up all these bases now I think I am the batter
fu*k round wit me or my gang turn that sh*t into Disaster
Only took me 6 months to turn up myself up into a rapper
I can’t fu*k with these fake ass ni**as you know they all some cappers
{Hook}
b*tch you know I’m ballin hard I’m coming straight up out them trenches
Out here late night if you hear one sound you better jump the fences
Had to go get it I was taught to get this fu*kin paper
If you wasn’t grinding from the bottom I don’t need yo favor