rush low, my eyes low
She flight, I'm Swato
Keep sheesh chips, '

My bank roll all night, ya'll
Don't chase after these tacos


Yeah, then get them ponchos
Showing out like a car show
Custom rimes by my d?cor

My G next, hi hoe, I don't ever text back, I know
It's amusing how your mind is blown
And that small skirt with your thigh show

She plays games like I go, hide those
And I'm threw with you and (*##$, you would be, too
If you knew what this game would do to you

Them ain't diamonds, them white stones
But this ain't getting its shine on
That ain't weed, these pinecones

But this ain't getting his grind on
They know the kind of %#@! I'm on
Record deals with no typos

Hating ^!$$%s I sneeze on, they allergenic, hypo
Nikes, high bass, high beast, high base
I might eat, I might fast but I do what I feel, I'm like that

And them commentators don't like that
$#&@ you (*##$, who the $#&@ is you?
And ^!$$% you would say some %#@! like that, too

Just look at all the bull%#@! I've been through

I make thousands every show

I make thousands every month
I'm turnt up when I get drunk
I write verses every Monday

If you tell me what you need
I keep broken %#@! from fronting
I make thousands every first

I write verses every Monday
I be doing my thing, ain't nothing new
Been in this %#@! 2002

Put it down for my crew, we go
We know what this game can do to you
I be doing my thing, ain't nothing new

Been in this %#@! 2002
Put it down for my town, my crew
Still looking at all the bull%#@! I've been through


I feel close to rising, they blackmail like I'm close to cry
Like I post reply but I never do

Just keep grinding and go for miles, drive myself, I show for mine
You ^!$$%s ain't known you supposed to grind
Last year I hit the whole coast with mine

This year I'mma turn coach with mine
From gangrene to bad teams, bad checks and bad dreams
To bad weed and hashish, bad (*##$ with $$# cheeks

My best days was last week, turnt up like the control
My guap roll on, bank, I feel like Basquiat & Rocko
Flocko, most death, A side, rock flow, who is that? Want beef?

I turn that %#@! into pot roast, gazpacho, cold blooded
You lease, all nothing, you ^!$$%s know nothing
Always hoe fronting, grow something, roll something

Light something, smoke something
My party they growing up, me and my team go all for nothing
South side, north side, my ^!$$%s act like we born in the zoo

But keep it real, my ^!$$%, you would, too
Look at all the bull%#@! I've been through


I make thousands every show
I make thousands every month
I'm turnt up when I get drunk

I write verses every Monday
If you tell me what you need
I keep broken %#@! from fronting

I make thousands every first
I write verses every Monday
I be doing my thing, ain't nothing new

Been in this %#@! 2002
Put it down for my crew, we go
We know what this game can do to you
I be doing my thing, ain't nothing new
Been in this %#@! 2002

Put it down for my town, my crew
Still looking at all the bull%#@! I've been through