[Hook: Hboydaman]

Bag move that shit, always been a part of me, stack

I don't know one dude who had it hard as me, fact

Bag move, I don't know who hustle hard as me, stack

All I know is one rule stack it up and it's a fact

Bag move that shit, always been a part of me, stack

I don't know one dude who had it hard as me, fact

Bag move, I don't know who hustle hard as me, stack

All I know is one rule stack it up and it's a fact

[Verse: Hboydaman]

It's a big body whip for a big boss

Shit crazy man you'd think that I got my lick off

Just to get up to this level took a big cost

Took a risk so many times could've got picked off

I remember dark days tryna make it home

Dark days almost ended up a tombstone

I remember dark nights I ain't had a home

Now I want to drop to Lamb' with the roof gone

High speed on the road talkin' triple digits

If you really bout' your hustle then you gonna feel it

Ain't even gon' lie this just how I'm livin'

Bitch I'll be up in LA in bout' eleven minutes

Heard the streets ain't loyal guess I'm more realer

All this shit I speak true, it need no filter

Feel like it's me vs. the world this shit more realer

As a kid was accepted by them drug dealers

Never been up in my shoes you can't speak about it

Where I'm from it's getting wicked knockin yo teeth up out it

Where I'm from it's real trap right behind the counter

All this drip up on my body cost a couple thousand

Two ounces by the seat thats that real trap talk

It's like I'm running out of time shit got me pissed off

Two deep in the whip who you tryna run on?

Got the pistol on my side, get your head knocked off