Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make my own lane
Tryna make my own lane
Tryna come up cop designer for my whole gang
My baby say she love me, she smart she give me good me brain
I did it by myself, had to grind for these gold chains
And they used to tell me, you should let it go mane
You ain't getting no where, you ain't getting no fame
Why you acting foolish?
Why you acting insane?
VVS on my ring, had to make my own lane