[Verse 1: Mac J]

Yeah

Oh you thought this was a competition

Bitch you can’t compete with me like you ain’t got permission

I got Partners in the cell and I got Partners missing

Pray to God and keep a p that’s part of my religion

I cannot be slipping

Hey stay on point at all times like a boxing match

You get got for that

They can’t leave me where my part at

Wa before Sky it was beanies or stocking cat

Trying to buy thes jezy tell him meet me at the laundry M

Spin that block a couple times before I back in

We can make a song but I ain’t trying to make no rap friend

I know they see mee on a TV, like I’m Batman

Pull up to the show I see the crowd and I say godamn, godamn

Dam they came to see me

They came to see I, I kind of see why

Big be turn to be, be into a beehive

I was just a young and with a bundle in my Levi

I wish old head would have said, keep your fa nigga

You could get whatever off your name, keep your face nigga

You ani’t got a to get in front, keep your pce nigga

Discipline going get you what you want, just get straight nigga

Nigga walking up this school I kept my head down

Kick me off the bus but I ain’t fuss I kept the best mou

Thinking about the streets I can’t believe thisshit let down

Life a bitch and I’m her stepchild nigga

[Chorus: Mac J]

Trying to buy that with that got the engine in the trunk

Hey selling dog food it’s going to get you what you want

It might cost a couple years and some months what the fuck

I need some breaks for

Off I’ve been on the grind for a while nigga

I might need a skateboard

I’ve been grind for too long

I be showing Shacks moving fast what the fuck

I need some breaks for

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]

What the fuck I need some breaks for?

They denyed my brother a pill at the state boarder

Niggas in secret a compitition

It's Funk Or Die, [?] my opposition

Rest in peace to Dre Fetty, rest in peace to [?]

Niggas sipping fake Ac, [?] fake [?]

I really gave my hood all of me

Never gave a fuck 'bout what a fake nigga thought of me

Old keys don't unlock new doors

I'm five deep and still tryna knock some new whores

I'm still waiting on that Rari truck

The [?] niggas ten Cartis up

You can add another ten Roleys

Bad bitch on my dick, but back then, she didn't know me

Broke nigga, find you something safe to do

This the kill zone, don't slide through from eight til two

It's Philthy

[Chorus: Mac J]

Trying to buy that with that got the engine in the trunk

Hey selling dog food it’s going to get you what you want

It might cost a couple years and some months what the fuck

I need some breaks for

Off I’ve been on the grind for a while nigga

I might need a skateboard

I’ve been grind for too long

I be showing Shacks moving fast what the fuck

I need some breaks for