[Verse 1]
Blunts and sandwich bags from the papi's
Smoking L's with n***as that brag about catching bodies
Thought they caught us slipping, some n***as slid out the alley
Oh, that's just our n***as, they knew me before the Cloudy
But we paranoid cuz some of our homies wasn't so lucky
We had to put a couple on shirts before we seen 20
And faces disappear, all of a sudden it ain't nothing
And the only rationale for a n***a is get money
Tryna make it out
My mama cook but if she didn't then we taking out
sh** Sony's round the corner, maybe order China House
Either way, just make a way, we gotta grind it out
Them roadblocks come every day, just find another route
$10 boxes everyday
PB's & jelly on Bounty's, we out of plates
A couple things I played wrong, I know I made mistakes
Only think that I can do now is learn and earn this cake
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