Y-Yeah, I speak that truth,
It ain't shit to hop in the booth (It ain't shit to hop in the booth)
All my niggas know I get loose
Yeah, but we don't know about you
All your niggas dyin' in twos (All your niggas dyin' in twos)
Hell nah, nigga I ain't dyin' to you
You don't know your way to the money ain't got no clue
Wearin' all black, and designer too
Niggas can't rap, who they signin' to?
They be off track, they don't know what to do
Rollin' loud pack, niggas smokin' that foo
Yeah, feel like I'm in GTA when I pull up and hop out with my crew
Told that hoe be out in a few
She know she my side it ain't new
Hold on gotta lock in, gotta get it
Brodie get that drop in, we gon' split it
On these niggas head top, like a fitted
Got 'em in a headlock, bitch I'm with it
Yeah, I know did me dirty nigga I ain't forget it
Yeah, I did my dirt, ain't have no right or permission
Y-Yeah, my brother rollin' up the pack, I ain't had a flight in a minute
Yeah, they gon' hear me out
Niggas told me go hard
Shit ain't really that hard
Told them niggas play they part
I ain't been the same, dealin' with this change, but I'm reachin' for the stars (Yeah I'm reachin' for the stars)
Y-Yeah, I speak that truth,
It ain't shit to hop in the booth (It ain't shit to hop in the booth)
All my niggas know I get loose
Yeah, but we don't know about you
All your niggas dyin' in twos (All your niggas dyin' in twos)
Hell nah, nigga I ain't dyin' to you
You don't know your way to the money ain't got no clue