Released on October 24, 2018

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[Chorus]

These bitches on me, tryna get a slice

They treat the condo like it's paradise

My life a gamble, like a pair of dice

Trap Rel8ted, yeah they heard me right

Free my niggas till' they free

Shooters siding up with me (pow pow)

I don't do this shit for free

Barely do this shit for me, no


[Post-Chorus]

Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke (they don't want smoke)

Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke (they all want the smoke)

Young nigga, I was broken down till' I ran into dope (ran into dope)

Got an intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope


[Verse 1]

We ain't speaking on the phone

Undercovers try to call (hello?)

Know I gave 'em dial tone

Young nigga tryna ball (buckets)

Give my daughters everything I never had

Other words, I'm tryna give 'em it all

Spend a quick 10 racks in the mall

Niggas making videos for the law

That's the shit that got a nigga in awe (wow)

Got me thinking bout the shit that he saw

Feeing money, I ain't getting involved (nope)

All these dope, I cannot keep in my sock

Bad bitch, got her beating the pot (beat it)

Big belly, almost touching the pot

Big belly, 'cause I'm eating a lot (ha)

Certain niggas said they riding, but I know they boutta renege (I know that they lyin)

Dirty cops got me checking my mirror, I'm watching for feds (they creepin)

My bitch hate it when I'm paranoid, she said it's all in my head (it's all in my head)

She don't know I got a half in the car, and a whole lotta bread

I got the bread, all the dope, and the lot, 4 block and I'm serving it hot

Big body taking over the lot, niggas talk now there's whole lotta watch

Dump the meds, when I'm cooking the rocks

Free my nigga, he just sold to a cop

Hustle rests, 60 months in the building

Left the jail and headed straight to the block


[Chorus]

These bitches on me, tryna get a slice

They treat the condo like it's paradise

My life a gamble, like a pair of dice

Trap Rel8ted, yeah they heard me right

Free my niggas till' they free

Shooters siding up with me (pow pow)

I don't do this shit for free

Barely do this shit for me, no


[Post-Chorus]

Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke (they don't want smoke)

Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke (they all want the smoke)

Young nigga, I was broken down till' I ran into dope (ran into dope)

Got an intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope


[Verse 2]

I don't pay no mind to these niggas, I'm way bigger

I could never drop a dime on my nigga, that's go figure

I'm in another class, yeah

Feds sitting in the parking lot, I need another trap (let's get it)

Ex-girl try to Face Time, but you know I'm gone, poof

I'm on to some new shit (next)

Only nigga with these kicks in the city, I'm stepping in something exclusive

Had to seperate myself from these niggas they think that I'm moving reclusive

Apron on, with the wife beater, yeah I beat the pot off, I'm abusive (beat it up, beat it up)

Cops want me in the back of a cruiser, I'm way too illusive

Bad bitch dripping in the Medusa, she loving my music

Why a nigga bringing guns in the uber, we party and bullshit

All we did is come to have us a good time, but we can get ignorant

I was sitting in the back of the court room when I heard my nigga get that 5-piece (damn)

Right after that I made a phone call, and went OT with a 9-piece (no scam)

This the life I gotta live, I'm just tryna feed my kids

Authentic, no cap nigga, I'm just rapping what it really is (chasing the bag)


[Chorus]

These bitches on me, tryna get a slice

They treat the condo like it's paradise

My life a gamble, like a pair of dice

Trap Rel8ted, yeah they heard me right

Free my niggas till' they free

Shooters siding up with me (pow pow)

I don't do this shit for free

Barely do this shit for me, no


[Post-Chorus]

Niggas talking like they ready for war, but they don't want smoke (they don't want smoke)

Junkies sitting in the split-up house, and they all want the smoke (they all want the smoke)

Young nigga, I was broken down till' I ran into dope (ran into dope)

Got an intern with the streets, and that shit gave me hope