[First Verse]

I'm pulling up at the function

Better doing some dumb shit

Better doing some umff shit

Ride around with a ummf bitch

In bright light

Where the sun this

I'm the same kid

With your sons bitch

Watch the sunset

Watch it darken

Lot of barking

Not a park trick

Put your hands up

Tryna start shit

Got her hands down

Now she arcing

Rubber bands out

Now they starting

Ask for handouts

I be lost kid

Make some earnings

Never loses

I be saucin

On your mom's kids

Take the van out

Watch me stunting

To this yeah yeah

I be bumping

Melodies yeah

They be some shit

Enemies yeah

That be something

They be folding

Never glowing

Leave em open

Then I scorch shit

Spit some flames out

They be burning

They be hurting

That's for certain

Don't be playing

With my payment

Made arrangements

Now you swerving

Now you crashing

Now you acting

Like shit happens

To the masses

I be massing

Count the racks in

100 grand yeah

I be ransom

Shit ain't random

I be working

Hard and booking

Reading books bitch

I'm for certain

They be lurking

Tryna take shit

When I make it

When I'm famous

[Chorus]

Made it my own

No assist

Always taking from the kid

Fuck it

It is what it is

Y'all really playing the kid

But the kid gone turn back one day and get his revenge

Take this shit as an offense

Yeah

[Second Verse]

Triple double no assist

I be balling on hoes

That be balling on pimps

Phone be on hundred percent

Riding around town with my hand on dick

Riding around with 5 percent on my tint

Can't see my moves

This some secretive shit

Look at my vision

Some lucrative shit

People can't really stay long for this shit

They want the result

But they don't want the work

They want all the money to spend it on percs

Investing my money

I'm making it work

So motivated

Making honeys twerk

They be believe in all of my shit

Now I got the Shorty's riding my

Dick

Used to brush me off to showing them…

Woah

They really asked me how I got these flows

I was just born with them

Man idk

Talking that sorry shit

Man go back home

I ain't need that negativity

To power my shit

I got the energy

Yeah I'm that entity

Better Watch your bitch

And see what she sending me

Now I got her boyfriend hitting my line Telling me I'm an enemy

But you know I ain't care about what you sending me G

Can't fuck with me

Cause you know that i'm the beast

Get the pretty pennies

Fucking up beats

Cause I be rapping so good

They deceased

Spitting them metaphors and similes

INFINITY symbols is what I symbolize

You can already see that

I'm on the rise

I can visualize when I'll arise

And y'all really still tryna criticize

Can't see a youngin make it cause

I know you'll feel left out

Really mf you in some fake shit

Damn

I thought you was different

Now you bitching

About a young boy tryna get to riches

From the stitches

But you ain't tryna help me

So just burn the bridges

Because me in a couple years ain't gonna be in the same mf position

Bitch I get to business