Riding blasting music And the stamps back to starting on the
Riding with my crucifix
Chips doubled down
I ain't losing my shit
If i do
It's cuz
The devil in the mist
And he praying
That i miss
Imma have to
Hit another swish
Imma have to hit another switch
Imma have to get another bitch
Flipping cannabis
Working Legal shifts
Introducing money man
And it's hard
To switch
World revolve Around revolvers
Momma says
I'm headed for a cliff
Taking rips
Rolling spliffs
Daily craving
To be rich
Stacking for a new whip
Imma tryna have My own lift
Tired of limping round town
My legs are just sick
My neck need chains
To feel it exists
I Wanna ball
For my city
Like i wear a mit
And mob round
Wit a Bay bitch
Cruise round 85th
Getting lit
Pouring out
Another 5th
Putting on
Mileage
Stick shifting through the shit
I'm fit for the music
Imma rule it
Nobody else can do it
I got hoes who blew it
Taking studio trips
They hit my phone
Wit pics
Begging to be my chick
During ny nightshifts
They stay catching feelings
I tell emm
We don't exist
I'm a prick
You a bitch
I ain't falling for tricks
Time to dip
For a one night trip
I gotta skip
I don't want ownership
I just wanna hit
Bitches AINT WIT THE CLIQUE
Hoe
Don't play
The innocent
We had few incidents
But you wasn't intimate
You use that body
As an instrument
Accepting
Visitants
For a percent
Shawty man you got me bent
This is no
Coincidence
You are not legitimate
And I can
No longer assist
What you do
Wit your militants
Shawty you too privileged
I'm back to my village
Got to finish
What's vintage
Chase the crown
By inches
Avoid the Cops
Patrolling
And pinching
After my Henchmen
Smoking this prescription
They don't understand my conditions
I'm on a money mission
Tryna fly wit the pigeons
Wit no contradiction
I see the friction
I ain't tripping
Niggas flinching
At the site of me
Real niggas to the right of me
Bad bitches stay eyeing me
Like they buying me
Hoes stay trying me
I let emm be
And just live wit me
It's Just me
And Hennessy