And you ain't really had my back, okay, and we still deep in des flats okay, I was dead broke relapse no way, and my dawg still serving dat crack cocaine, I don't want a milly if it ain't my way, touché I just put a bad bitch in her place, told bro I need a hunna mill in dis safe dis one, lambo truck or dis wraith which one, i ain't really catching no break, theres 2 sides in dis game we play, slow down think I seen a familiar face, I was down bad so I can't complain, All da talk you should feel some shame, I just feel to humble niggas des days, I just do da shit I need to get paid, I might run a milly up dis way.
Just turned 20 we lit, trench nigga I ain't taking no pics, imma need blacked out tints in dis whip, celebrate only when we getting a win, medicate need to feel numb to dis pain, dis pain dis pain, kept it real im still in my lane, u won't see me rock a diamond chain or deep in fame ain't tryna be da same as da rest, waste my time I just save my breath, woah, I can't deal wid more stress, no, these days feeling so blessed, so imma keep running des cheques x2
And you ain't really had my back, okay, and we still deep in des flats okay, I was dead broke relapse no way, and my dawg still serving dat crack cocaine, I don't want a milly if it ain't my way, touché I just put a bad bitch in her place, told bro I need a hunna mill in dis safe dis one, lambo truck or dis wraith which one."