Money talks and ya′ll n***** on mute
Almost 23 and still don't know what to do
In this life every night getting right mix the drink with the SpriteStacey Dash the way you ain′t have a clue
Young, fly, and handsome yeah you know it's the boy
Used to play with Legos but I'm thinking about foreign toys
Remember way back I was whipping Honda
One day, Maybach is what I′ll be fond of
I be puffing Ls and reminiscing
All about
The shorty′s I been kissing
And the n***** that been dissing, but
I never listen, mom taught me better
Chase this cheddar, avoid the rats
There's a reason why it′s called the trap
Your girl threw it at me ain't gave me no choice
Waiting for the day I lay back and rejoice
And reminisce about the Ms I spent been balling, yeah, it′s evident
Slide on the beat I know my flow so elegant
Yeah, I'm only rookie but I′m moving like a veteran
Yeah, uh
Told y'all I'd be back for more
Didn′t think I′d get his far
Almost got clapped
Gun outside the corner store
Where n***** flip like catalog
Same shit different season
But you know me I guess I'm really that dude after all
Need meetings with Italian tailors
Tears on the cuffs when I think Breonna Taylor
Fears of becoming failure
Put on for my section do it for my people
Makes it harder when they don′t see you as equal
Might not be around for sequel
The way they killing us, I'm happy see a couple pigs squeal
Fry the bacon
Eye for eye makes the whole world blind
Well, I don′t give a fuck I guess I'll learn Braille
All you other rappers is stale
Bills mafia the way I put ′em through the table
Got horses coming out of the fucking stables
Real life n**** I don't do fables
Seen bad bitches turn to crack addicts
Sad stories seen shit that you can't fathom
Spitting it the mic like a dom bring a sub to orgasm
Bars hitting like back spasm
Crumble weed like feta
Put it in a dollar let′s get it
Back in section
Grocery list on me
N**** all I need is cheddar and lettuce
Handle pressure
Learning my lessons
On auto pilot think I′m riding in Tesla
Never felt better
N**** light as a feather
In that girl mouth, n****, like I'm a dentist
Don′t talk during my lecture
Killing like Hannibal Lecter
Giving out game to n***** so lame
All y'all the same both past and the present
Man, show me something that′s original
Yeah
The clouds are rolling in
The rain is pouring out
Home is calling in
But I'm still riding out
And you know that the autumn wind gone fade
In the winter where the snow is shade
But I′m still calling
If you're still all in
I been Mike Bibby I flip dribble this shit
Hit licks when I'm spitting I don′t miss
Switch bitches hit swishes that dumb shit
Like missing I′m getting over it quick, uh
