Left the iPhone at home
What's that? The Nokia
Pulled up in a foreign
No it's not a Kia
Yea this Push to start
Cin't No f*cking keys bruh
I used to move the trees
Until plug talked them kilos
Whoa whoa
Let me back up for a sec
Riding through the city paranoid so
I keep the tech
Tattoos on my chest
The tree of life there
I know my roots
Branches break
Yea people leave
And that's ok
Stay true to myself always
Smoke up the trees
Blowing on the haze
Stay stacking up this cake
That's how it f*cking be
Cin't worried bout shxt
Never worry bout a bitch
That stress will leave a nigga broke and homeless
I made myself rich
Coming from the bottom
How you do it? F*cking penny pinch?
No I got the check and spent that shxt then doubled back to win again
That's we call real hustling
Do you understand?
Sitting low in the coupe
That's how I be
Roll up a whole grabba leaf
I call that my stress relief
I got a girl from ctlanta
Her ass is my Georgia peach
I speak a lot of truth in my verses
Like the reverend I should preech
But a nigga stay so geeked
Damn it's hot in Florida
Bravo why you keep the heat?
Honestly against killing
But I gotta keep my Piece
Just to keep the peace
To an old age a nigga tryna see
Cin't nothing in life for free
So cll around me is some real G's
Closed circle no police
GODY or GOD Y
When I asked
The chick obliged
She like the passenger side
While I grip her thigh
She passed the blunt
So I'm smoking now
While she giving sloppy toppy wow
It's going down
Pulled the whip over now
She on top
She say f*ck the cops
Red and blue lights tryna stop the good times
So I pushed the bish off and peel off
200 on the dash is like lift off
They looking but can't prove nothing
My alibi is I was chillin at top golf
Tell 12 to f*ck off