Put points up don't get backed up
Niggas talk shit gon' get shit bagged up
I make my own hits I'm gon' get me this dough
Family 'round me boy you don't want that smoke
I'm still on that hood shit
I still want the hood rich
I still want my family straight
I'm still tryna' make an escape
You still on that bullshit?
Still smoking gas I'm lucid
Still got a pack and I'm moving
I'm here like what is you doing
I'm getting lit on a Tuesday
I'm always under influence
I'm always under a fluid a liter
Like this is my calling my choosing
I'm smoking with music make a few after the movement
Chillin' with shawty we groovin'
Passing the z's like I'm snoozing
I want that and that
So Imma flip it Imma go ahead and get another pack
No need to cap
My life is already a fact
Roll through the hood while I'm rolling up
On something fat
You know we want that money baby
You know we always hunting baby
So Imma go and get that get that