Yeah

Y'all niggas be playing

Y'all niggas gotta get y'all motherfuckin' weight up

Don't f**k with me 'til then

You can't, uh

Holla at me once you cop some land

Concoct a proper plan to make yo' knot expand

And not whippin' yo pop's Sedan

The shit you jot can jam

Without hittin' that skip button

And you quit cluckin' bout all thatat stick clutchin'

When you ain't hit nothin'

Instagram pic lovin', Twitter d**k huggin'

Tap dance on TikToks to get yo' shit buzzin'

This a discussion, this not a diss, cousin

Niggas brag about owning they masters when they ain't worth shit

Silly bastards, I passed 'em, Slim drafted 'em with the first pick

Still own every piece of art I ever released

Get on my level atleast, you just a pet on a leash

Open your eyes, you worried bout raps trending on Twitter

While whack hidden agendas keep black kids in the blender, the f**k?

Fast pacing

The lads is crashing out at gas stations

Glass breakin'

Kick door in your dad's basement

Not a tad patient

Blast and don't ask Nathan

Ass shakin'

Half of the class vacant

Niggas beef on the double for cheese

Add bacon

My uncle said, "Live by the gun, you die by the gun," so I gotta gun

'Cause I gotta push your shit to the side

'Cause a jit try to slide for the funds then I gotta run

Lotta niggas die on the side that I'm from

Ride with the drum, colliding for crumbs

Only presidential on the mind is the one that tell time

On the front, f**k Biden and Trump

A line and a blunt, 3.5 of da runts

Percs the pill lady been prescribing for months

Feel like you died and alive all at once

12 pull a n**a out his ride on a hunch

Supply and demand in the land of the lions and lambs

Pay tithes to the man for providing a plan

To get you out of a sizeable jam

He said, "Let go and let God," with a Bible in hand

But if you ever run into a rival again

It's survival of man

No church in the wild, you can die where you stand

Pull the fire, let it blam

N**a probably only do about five in the can

But atleast you alive

Run back to the streets just to thrive

Motherfuckers gotta eat to survive

The kids ain't ok

Uh, uh no way

Man, they crashin out, man, a n**a get killed every day

Yeah, them ratchets out blood and tears finna spill every day

The kids ain't ok