Uh carvello

Sixth grade, headphones in

On the iPod, brother, I was honed in

It was one sixteen even back then

I tried to send a couple lyrics

But they won't send

Back to it, I was on YouTube tryna rap to it

Crazy I'm sittin' here makin' tracks to it

I was runnin' laps to it, this that 912

Real rap music boy, I came outta Glynn

What you know 'bout me?

Yeah, I signed a dotted line

But my heart's still free

And my car still free

'05 ford focus and the gas still cheap

Cliqued up, 40 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 gon' save my money

40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep

Cliqued up, 40 deep (yeah)

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

Ninth grade in the winter when

I peeped the gift (Okay)

He springed me into the action season

Lookin' too legit (Oh yeah)

Without Him, i would fall and I ain't

Talkin' 'bout the clique (yeah)

I'm talkin' 'bout the one who saved

Ya girl from the liar's grip

Aw man, amen (Woah)

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

(Okay)

Tryna study the word, this ain't no hangman

By the way you livin', can they

Tell he on your brain, fam?

Yeah, it's Naija in this thang, yeah

That Yoruba crew (Uh, huh)

And I'm with the ATX, yeah, that 512

(Ayy, ayy) you can see we on a mission

From the way we livin'

Everybody unashamed, Jesus keep us driven

If you see me rock the 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