Uh

(Carvello)

Sixth grade, headphones in

On the iPod, brother, I was honed in

It was 116, even back then

I tried to send a couple lyrics, but it won't send

Back to it

I was on YouTube tryna rap to it

Crazy how I'm sittin' here making tracks to it

I was runnin' laps to it

It's that, 912, real rap music

Boy, I came outta Glynn, what you know about me?

Yeah, I signed the dotted line, but my heart's still free

And my car still free, '05 Ford focus

And the gas still cheap, cliqued up, forty deep

With the whole gang

I got a pocket full of pennies, 'cause I'm so changed

I got the real thing, you can have your gold chain

Told y'all, underdog, I'ma roll to the mall

But I'm still gonna save my money

40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep (yeah, ayy, yeah, uh)

Ninth grade, in the winter when I peeped the gift

He springed me into action, season lookin' too legit

Without him, I would fall, and I ain't talkin' 'bout the clique

I'm talkin' bought the one that saved your girl from the liar's grip

Aw man, amen

God working in me, I ain't the same man

Tryna study the word, this ain't no hangman

By the way, you living, can they tell he on your brain, fam?

Yeah, it's Naija in this thang, yeah, that Yoruba crew

And I'm with the ATX, yeah, that five, one, two

You can see we on a mission, from the way we livin'

Everybody unashamed, Jesus keeps us driven

If you see me rock a chain, it ain't symbolism

'Cause we came to set them free, with the truth we spittin'

Yeah, it's 116, 'cause we livin' unashamed

New school, but the message still the same, cliqued up, 40 deep

40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep