Yeah
Bad grades on the rims, straight Fs on em (Fs on em)
Dog barkin', he don't bite or stretch nun (stretch nun)
Tryna suck it through the phone and it's wet for me (it's wet for me)
Got her blowing up my text, SOS on it (huh)
Caption dis
100 grand in a wocky brick
Rose AP got em toting a hockey stick
Heard the nigga got snatched up when I got licked
"Drop Boy Please", boy please, they not on shit (facts)
Yeah, let it bang like Quad or sum
Why these niggas staring, better give me a nod or sum
Lord knows I got the pride, but that shit the devil (devil)
Still toting on the metals by the gas pedal
Stash spot get popped, that's when police trippin'
Man why these niggas droppin' when it's me trippin'
Kill em with success, brodie tryna kill for real
My niggas in the streets, praying Peso get a deal (for the millions)
Money over everything, accept my status
Real street nigga but I came from nothing
Hoppin out a Benz, but I came from a bucket
Got too much pride, I just cannot tuck this
Money over everything except my niggas
I did this on my own, can't spare no feelings
Don't no soft niggas make it out of these trenches
And don't no lazy niggas get to keep they millions
You saying "fuck me", I feel the same way about you bitch
Big boss Peso touch a cake but you knew this
Always at the top man this shit getting secluded
20 dollar sodas, cotton candy we pollute shit (yeah)
Tryna claim a body but you ain't even do shit (do shit)
Niggas ain't solid, they inherited loose lips
Niggas want smoke, drop gang in a snake pit
Better back up when I clutch cause it get dangerous (it get dangerous)
We don't listen to them niggas, they is not active
Everybody dies one day but you can drop faster
80K on my wrist, this is not a Patek
But if I fall off today, you are not impacted
Did it on my own
Too much pride in my body, pour it in my song
Too much lean in my cup, I had to quit it (I had to quit it)
Ain't no hate up in my heart, not a smidgeon (not a bit)
Lil Wayne told me sky is the limit (sky is the limit)
Big Peso told me grind and go get it (grind and go get it)
Fuck the fame, I forgot that I'm litty (yeah)
One of the dopest niggas coming out this city (that's a fact)
Fuck with me, we can cash out them titties
Fuck with me, I can show you what you missing (what you missing)
Knock the pussy out, like to hit it with a right hook
She wanna fuck with Peso cause it's a good look
Money over everything, accept my status
Real street nigga but I came from nothing
Hoppin out a Benz, but I came from a bucket
Got too much pride, I just cannot tuck this
Money over everything except my niggas
I did this on my own, can't spare no feelings
Don't no soft niggas make it out of these trenches
And don't no lazy niggas get to keep they millions
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