[Intro]

Yeah

They ain't gon' expect this one

Turn the lights on

Cut the stove up

[Verse 1]

The fixes(?) appeared this here's not for the weak

Click buffering, stuttering, skip, stop and repeat

I mean I clock green, you stop drop when I speak (?) check, uh

Speakers'll pop drop of a beat

On Maple Street with syrup

Servin' out of the crib, my fiends they fuck with me

They ask about the kid

Serve with a toy, happy meals at the crib

Serve em then I come and bring the toys to the kid

Picture how we live, is dealing my only faith

Phone ringing while I'm helping my daughter blow out the cake

Only a few reasons I would make a nigga wait, it's funny how

Drugs and the money making me safe

Won't trust my own niggas, making it looks less, but yes

I brought a new meaning to big steps

Stash behind the stairs

Cash guns and the vests and there's extra cause there's one that's strapped up on my chest

Smoker at the window my daughter lookin' surprised (why?)

She wonderin' why he treat me like God so I advise, "Some people in this world ain't as fortunate as us"

Damn shame off of them I got a fortune in the cut

[Bridge]

Ayo son hold my gun for me you heard?

Yeah just hold the blick down for a second nigga hold up nigga

Damn nigga just chill

Pull up nigga

Just hold that down nigga

You sure its cool I gotta go to work nigga

What you about to do though

Matter fact gimme that nigga you don't know what you're doin' with that

[Verse 2]

Roll the window up, no dealings in front of my children

Not even conversation or phrases that get revealin'

Gotta start with bricks

To make a little building

Wrote the goals down but its different when fulfilled them

When that cash made, you past paid, its a difference

You run fast pace, gotta train for the distance

Get that money no time to wait

We can deal with our minds (?)

Jumping out this bitch, we hounding licks, we got the pounds of bricks

Blicks, duffel bags, and sticks, see me when you hit

Sent a message through your mentions

Tell 'em that I sent you

If I catch his ass again, turn that truck into a Sentra

Rappers in my city, they don't know me but they know my work

2019 I flood the scene, I supplied the percs

'fore that bitch went to suck your dick and went to work

I'm the reason you was even able to

Get a perc