[Verse 1]

My whole life changed, I never had a penny to my name

Till I started going O.T. for days

Me and Bigz in the bando, I remember when we used to share a wage

Till I started going O.T. for A

I really made a killing off the Lizzy and the beige

I clocked the whole game in like twenty-seven days

I took my boys kway, I told 'em "It's time to get paid

We gon' bill our own phones, different cities evеryday"

I was only fifteen, till we went shh, we had to stay thеre

Becah my first day I done a bag a day there

Up there they called me Scribz, I ain't even K there

I'm good up in the trap, a three-five and some Mayfair

It's been twenty-three days and I ain't had a shower

You was in your yard watching Power, five bills in an hour

Came back to the bits, I had bare niggas sour

Stepped out the T, looked like I'm covered in flour

That ain't flour though, I'm covered in yay

And every time I come through, they got nothing to say

But they're quick to link whores and go talk on my name

Like the same fucking whores ain't giving man brain

Like me and Slicky never come through with them Treys

And me and Scrap never came with the fours and the gauge

And every time I fly out the ride, they're running away

They should be running a race like Yohan Blake

You spent P's on smoke, you must be talking bout Gelato

I'm cutting through with Rage, looking like we won the lotto

Wanna bump into my CG's, them niggas like uh-oh

Get it bracking on the wing, don't know nothing bout volo

If you're talking bout the wok, I don't wanna see it again

And she says she can't take only being my friend

But sorry boo-boo it's just me and my skeng

And I can't really trust cah I got beef with my friends

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And I'm so paranoid cah I got beef on my road

And every day I used to sleep with a pole

Till they had me on the threes, swapping weed for a phone

And I was just wondering "When they letting me go?"

I'm so paranoid cah I got beef on my road

And every day I used to sleep with a pole

Till they had me on the threes, swapping weed for a phone

And I was just wondering "When they letting me go?"

[Verse 2]

So I can get back to that bread cah I miss it

I hate going out and grabbing packs on a visit

And every single day at nine o'clock, I used to bill it

If the killies send a light then of course I'm gonna drill it

Cah that's bro and the things I wouldn't do for my nigs

And I swear they're with a nigga who won't shoot for his nigs

So be on point or you better not slip

Cah if we get the lowdown on you then you're pissed

Don't jump in if you ain't intending to kill, I still remember the feel

When they gave my bro twenty years and told him he can't get his appeal

It's all real, it's all real