In love with these blues sorry ain't no loving you
Don't know what to do on the band can't even move
We was getting loot wilding acting live sum fools
Stack it up again you know that's what ima do
Two phones bitch I don't sip no double cups
Two hoes bitch you know we smoking double Dutch
Too slow sip this henny it gives me a rush
Who knows if ima make it out alive
Smoking zaza back to back bitch you know this shit is strong
We was lil kids wildin out here making homemade bongs
Grew up in the streets they never teach u right from wrong
Fighting for my life and I'm sayin it all up in this song
20 to the lawyer cus you know I'm tryna make it home
Buy my mom house goofyK that's my only goal
Lil sis doing good she better make the honor roll
I won't stop grinding till the whole house rapped in f*ckin gold
Same shit different day bitch you know that's how it goes
Scale it out bag it out we was out here dough
Bronem was spinning blocks knock em down like dominos
Get higher than the sky rolling frontos up with the bros
Grab a pen and paper cus you know I'm tryna make a hit
Crashed out in the whip and I got it all over again
Asked me questions in that room bitch I had to plead the fifth
Stuck up on the band getting High n sippin on sum liq
100 f*ckin mill is what's in tryna f*ckin manifest
All these goofies hate cus you know that we do it the best
Bitch I'm laid back but try me bullets eat his chest
Bitch we up and breathing you can't say that we ain't blessed
Collin with my day 1's bitch we chasing all this bread
Colors blue and green man that shit stuck up in my head
40 posted on the block man you know that shit is dead
Bronem wanted by the fedz cus he left em bloody red
Who thought it would be like this same guys since sum kids
Started doing petty shit go to Walmart hit sum liqs
Matching on a 5 everybody gon take a hit
I was 15 when we started comin up on blicks
Making all these plays cus you know we tryna get us rich
Grew up with sum kids and we grew up playing ding dong ditch
Bitch we was acting out out here using nun but fist
Started letting of sum shots so we started toting blicks
We was acting up give no f*cks bitch we doing us
Had to run it up stackin funds we can't be no bums
Higher than a bitch of this weed but I'm low on trust
Srt's back to back you know we gon have sum fun
6 to 30 got me hurtin f*ck it we knew what it was
Living fast we in hurry we was out here chasing bucks
Getting money clean or dirty bitch you know I ran it up
Crazy life just like a story we was out here having fun
Chasing all this money cus you know I'm tryna make it
Tryna stack it up from the ceiling to the basement
In love with this money where it at cus ima chase it
12 tryna sit me down I never wrote a statement