I'm in the studio with my Cali niggas, in the juke house, killin' it, killin' it, killin'
it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin'
it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
when my daddy left.
My mama had the plug and I was right there.
Elementary school, I always was a hustler.
I was in middle school and already serving customers.
This is real talk, ain't nobody gonna fuck with us.
I got Ladino with me and he ready to touch you up.
I used to be broke, but now a nigga rich is fun.
The streets ain't safe, but you better keep you a pistol, too.
I got pride, I got bricks, I got ice.
When the trap hit, I jump on a flight.
To this money, I got married, that's my wife.
Every day I'm flexing, nigga, that's my life.
My little cousin Quay fathered and gave him life.
Juke house make over 50 bands a night.
No flaws, selling weed for the rest of my life.
HNIC or BMG, and that's for life.
I made the Rollie talk, big dog lingo.
Roll through the hood, let the kids yell, bingo.
Tingle rings on my fingers just like these, y 'all.
R .E .M. Hussein, bust a brain on a beat, y 'all.
Let's run it, my money, my money,
I think I know when to hit.
Tied up my neck and my stomach,
I'm about to go tie up my legs.
They put in the cut and the edge,
and then we gon' drink on the red.
I got me a Lambo, before I put off, I pull off the head.
Y 'all, the Maybach got Maybach covers,
taking a nap in the bed.
Y 'all, I count a few million up,
I talk to my niggas in the feds.
Y 'all, put them on FaceTime, let them see bitches I hit.
Y 'all, let them see all my chains,
and look at my wrist.
Y 'all, I'm doing it for my kids, doing it for my kids.
I gotta do it big, gotta do it big.
I'm doing it for my kids, doing it for my kids.
I gotta do it big, gotta do it big.
I'm doing it for my son and my fucking daughter.
Black amigos, schooled and never had a father.
Jigging in these dirty streets, yeah, it made me smarter.
Gotta stay away from them niggas.
I'm making this money and driving me crazy.
I'm fucking these bitches, they're driving me crazy.
30 chances on me.
10 million on me.
Y 'all, fool, fool.
Fucking goofy.
