[Hook]

I don't stray from my codes

I don't wait for my foes

I go straight for my goals

And they come through deep at my shoes

I don't push for that fame

That ain't good for my soul

See I don't work for this game

They gon' leave me I know

[Verse 1]

Yeah, so I'm one new nigga with a old soul

Run through, liquor by the boatload

At the party still I'm feeling so low, see me in the cut and bitches on me like a logo

She want me to hit her with the promo

Gotta tell the homie bitch I need the Go pro, she giving brain baby finna get the whole load

Gotta kill her frame and I be in it like a photo, supposed to meet her nigga he a no-show, and now she wanna hit him with the low-low, toe tag deep when I'm finna hit the bone, don't ask me if I seen her I don't know bro, but I know I be in the street like a hobo, with a bunch of B's and C's with the 44