[Intro]

Yeah, it's just like

Every time I get in this bitch... whoa

Ugh, you know it's coming, yeah

[Hook]

Been solid, been solid, been solid, been solid

Been switching up cities, rolling and ducking Impalas

Been solid, been solid, move like a gangster in silence

Been stacking it up, you know the tale, more money, problems

[Post-Hook]

These hoes gon' respect me

So many cars, I just went threw my girl the Lex key

Ain't no police around, this forty gon' protect me

I poured some liquor out for shorty, told him, "Rest in peace"

[Verse 1]

Yeah, poured some liquor out, for my pops

This week I'm in Houston, Texas, inside a drop

He used to want the red Corvette, fresh off the lot

I bought one just to park it in the driveway in your spot

I'm thinking 'bout you daily as I'm stacking up the cheese

Back when me and Ebo had that mixtape unreleased

You used to bump the shit so much, it had the young boy geeked

Eight years later, I'm with Birdman, look what I achieved

But don't know how I'm 'posed to feel 'cause I'm still on my knees

Yelling at the sky like, "Why the fuck you had to leave?!"

You was s'posed to be there with me, clutching on the keys

Then you passed away, was some of the hardest shit to see

But you know I been solid

[Hook]

Been solid, been solid, been solid, been solid

Been switching up cities, rolling and ducking Impalas

Been solid, been solid, move like a gangster in silence

Been stacking it up, you know the tale, more money, problems

[Post-Hook]

These hoes gon' respect me

So many cars, I just went threw my girl the Lex key

Ain't no police around, this forty gon' protect me

I poured some liquor out for shorty, told him, "Rest in peace"

[Verse 2]

Bitch, I'm stacking all my money mountain tall, I ain't down at all

And I got that pill bottle for sale, this ain't Tylenol

Keep Pushin' the squad, tatted on me, who you ridin' for?

Made my resolution this year to be rocking diamonds more

Had to text my bitch to say, "I'm sorry, I'll be rhymin' more

That mean that I can't be off at your house, try reclinin' for"

People wanna come and take my spot, yeah, you try your luck

He done tried to catch the wave and missed, now he mighty stuck

First thing they gon' do is hit my line, I got the Midas touch

Wonder why your shit don't feel like mine? You don't write enough

Wonder why your fans ain't riding for ya? 'Cause you sellin' out

That's why I'm the realest rapper out here, they could tell ya 'bout

And you know I been solid

[Hook]

Been solid, been solid, been solid, been solid

Been switching up cities, rolling and ducking Impalas

Been solid, been solid, move like a gangster in silence

Been stacking it up, you know the tale, more money, problems

[Post-Hook]

These hoes gon' respect me

So many cars, I just went threw my girl the Lex key

Ain't no police around, this forty gon' protect me

I poured some liquor out for shorty, told him, "Rest in peace"