[Hook]

Take a calculated risk

Presi’ on the wrist

I be at the gun range, nigga don’t miss

No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick

Hustle, get rich ‘til I beat the mortic’

Take a calculated risk yeah

Win some, lose some where I’m from

Win some, lose some where I’m from

[Verse 1]

I’ve been down, I’ve been up

Take an L and adjust

Lost some packs in the mail in a rush

That was little money to these milli’s we ‘gon touch

And I know who to call when I really need ‘em in the clutch

No crutch, but they ride with me

So many envy, they ‘gon try to stick me

My pipe smoking like a chimney, nigga slide the Henny

‘Cause old habits die slow, that’s why I lie low

Niggas looking for me like they trying to find gold

I roll one up and take the high road

Burning tracks like a pyro

Full time rap, but I trap on the side though

That’s a side note

So when you call, watch your convo

[Hook]

Take a calculated risk

Presi’ on the wrist

I be at the gun range, nigga don’t miss

No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick

Hustle, get rich ‘til I beat the mortic’

Take a calculated risk yeah

Win some, lose some where I’m from

Win some, lose some where I’m from

[Verse 2]

No risk, no reward

Nigga, I’m the one while they talking two, three, four

And I’m still pushing trees like a leaf blower

So many steps to success I’ve seen each floor

But I need more

From sleeping on that couch to the house with the Louis V decor

To flying private in the G4. Tell the pilot “detour”

I’m with a freak, she wanna peak before we de-board

(Haha)

Yeah I talk about my life while these niggas they just record

For real

[Hook]

Take a calculated risk

Presi’ on the wrist

I be at the gun range, nigga don’t miss

No love for a bitch, flip the switch so quick

Hustle, get rich ‘til I beat the mortic’

Take a calculated risk yeah

Win some, lose some where I’m from

Win some, lose some where I’m from