[Chorus]

It's hard to be a youngin always fightin' just to make it out

They hunt me but I know they buggin, they don't know about my route

Don't worry even if they catch me you know I got that bailout

Strapped with heat my gang elite, won't put me in their jail house

The feds on me cause I make that paper, tryna cop it with their taxes

But you know I'm a slick risk taker, its like I've been takin' classes

Feel like Cena police can't see me I think these suckas need some glasses

If a homie beefin' with me then it won't be long until he's ashes

[Verse 1 Fresh Effect]

Ice blindin' got them reading braille, do what I can to make the dough

These snakes just wanna see me fail, that's why I keep it on the low

These fakes be all up on my trail, scared of all these bars I throw

Hit the breaks they on my tail, knock em down like dominoes

My time is past the deadline, but you know I can't rewind

Ragu gang ain't scared of feds, dodgin' every cop that we find

If you owe us bread you better act, your payment is your lifeline

So much cash that I lost track, while you're waitin on the sideline

So much cash I got a rash, got ice poppin up on my skin

She was trash but I still smashed, she got raided like a break in

Paper secured in my stash, you know my flow is built in

[Chorus]

It's hard to be a youngin always fightin' just to make it out

They hunt me but I know they buggin, they don't know about my route

Don't worry even if they catch me you know I got that bailout

Strapped with heat my gang elite, won't put me in their jail house

The feds on me cause I make that paper, tryna cop it with their taxes

But you know I'm a slick risk taker, its like I've been takin' classes

Feel like Cena police can't see me I think these suckas need some glasses

If a homie beefin' with me then it won't be long until he's ashes

[Verse 2 Thicc Ritz]

And Thicc Ritz you know he always smashin

You know it Chode damn straight

I'm finna murder this track

Have these cops calling for backup

(Hell yeah!)

I ain't messin with these thots cuz you know they ain't loyal

Got diamonds on my chain looking like I'm royal

Next cop that tracks me down put him in the soil

Dropping bars so hot that this pot about boil

Youngins doppin tracks always tryin to diss me

Their rhymes so trash that they always seem to miss me

Haters block my lane but i throw like a Frisbee

They want a happy ending but you know that this ain't disney

[Chorus]

It's hard to be a youngin always fightin' just to make it out

They hunt me but I know they buggin, they don't know about my route

Don't worry even if they catch me you know I got that bailout

Strapped with heat my gang elite, won't put me in their jail house

The feds on me cause I make that paper, tryna cop it with their taxes

But you know I'm a slick risk taker, its like I've been takin' classes

Feel like Cena police can't see me I think these suckas need some glasses

If a homie beefin' with me then it won't be long until he's ashes