[Intro] Ooh-Ooh Jimmy, catch 'em by the check (Ooh) Damn, Keanu is fu*kin' [Chorus] I put my blood in this sh*t Sweat in this sh*t Put my tears in this sh*t Celebratin' that we still alive in this b*tch I was on my grind now a young ni**a rich I done lost my mind, all these vibes in the V.I.P And we ain’t trippin' 'bout no money, tell 'em bring us all the bottles You gotta live life to the fullest 'cause you could be gon' tomorrow No, I don’t smoke, but we got P’s and you could buy 'em by the boat And we ain’t doin' bnb’s no more ever since Pop got smoked [Verse] I know these b*tches they don’t love mе they just love the famе I swear somebody, they gon' die, reachin' for my chain And my pops got 85, it’s hard to maintain And I can’t act like I don’t cry a lot of pain, pain Keep that switchy on my side, I’m deep up in the trenches Go and shop Blue Dream, I support her business I be speakin' from the heart, that's my main vein Pops told me how to drive and when to change lanes ni**as sayin' "I changed up" but I just keep my distance I ain’t got no business there, but I love the trenches My momma told me "Don’t trust ni**as" but I never listen It’s like they view you as a target when you in position I know Ninii got me mad, but I can’t change on her Soon as I get back in town, I put that thang on her Some people come and go with no return Took a while for me to grow, but I learned [Chorus] I put my blood in this sh*t Sweat in this sh*t Put my tears in this sh*t Celebratin' that we still alive in this b*tch I was on my grind now a young ni**a rich I done lost my mind, all these vibes in the V.I.P And we ain’t trippin' 'bout no money, tell 'em bring us all the bottles You gotta live life to the fullest 'cause you could be gon' tomorrow No, I don’t smoke, but we got P’s and you could buy 'em by the boat And we ain’t doin' bnb’s no more ever since Pop got smoked (Oh my God) [Outro] (And we ain’t trippin' bout no money, tell 'em bring us all the bottles) (You gotta live life to the fullest cause you could be gone tomorrow) (Slatt) (And we ain’t trippin' bout no money, tell 'em bring us all the bottles) (You gotta live life to the fullest 'cause you could be gon' tomorrow)