Hey man, we really out here standin' on top of shit, workin' too hard
It's some real a u r a shit bitch...
Aye, lemme teach you how to hustle
Homies lost a couple, if you barkin', how you barkin'
Then I'm pullin' out the muzzle, really stand on top of shit
Huh, man, of what I spit
Manifest, so I don't wish. Got to work and made it happen
Talk is cheap, then why you slackin'? What the f*ck? I ain't takin' breaks
Want a JDM, with a flushed up fitment f*cking up the frame, okay f*ck the fame
Bitch, I want some change
Breakin' bread, off till my last dollar no hunnids in my grave
Bitch, I've been the same. I ain't switch or she could hiccup on my aye
I just want a ranch up on the bay, but im stuck to stuck, this 9 to 5 is overplayed
Same shit, just a different day, swear to God I ache
Mental strain, but the pain, really, I won't feel the same
Oh my mental constitution got me f*cked up at the range
Running laps around my head and I cannot keep the pace
So confused, I'm movin' backwards at constant rate
Takin' risks, I'm takin' risks f*ck playin' life to safe
F*ck this shit, so f*ck this shit. I'm chillin' on the grid, I'm comin' up
Off the shroomie, shrooms, I doubled up my cup
Seein' tracers in my vision, hoe I'm one of seven billion
I am me, no one else and i'm fine with that for once
I don't need help, f*ck, off my phone
Need more money, not more friends. Man, this shit is not a joke
Can't put trust in nothing cuz fake love everywhere I go
I Grab my J, then I slide my clip. This 365 full of hollow tips
Don't step to me, go bye, bye, bitch. Best believe i ride lil' bitch
Pull up on the scene in a brand new whip with a tint that I can't see drivin' in