(Ay)

(Masher break your heart)

[Verse 1]

I put my eyes on the price

I'll run laps for my mother

I done been planning since a jet

Hitting these lines clean the clutter

Call me an introspective fool

Hide my feelings down and under

I'm still as smooth as butter

Still make your girl fall in order

The first time I met my dad was when I turned eight

But fuck it I ain't need him nigga told me was faith

That man hit me a belt that shit hurt for 6 days

He told me keep your head up all I wants is 6 As

I done flooded out my neck

It's a shame I don't drown

Cause whеn it's said and done

I pray these chains don't hold mе down

Finished public school like I ever cared to read books

Nothing better to do

A nerd with one hell a tool

Ice make me sicker than you

The girls they line up in two

Sometimes they act like a fool just to turn out better than you

My wrist gon' ice out the room

I put a stone on your tomb

I put a hundred grand down crib in LA real soon

[Hook]

Put in work run my cash up

Roll up count my bands up

I put in work run my cash up (ay)

Roll up count my bands up (yeah)

I put in work run my cash up

Roll up count my bands up

I put in work run my cash up (uh)

Roll up count my bands up

[Verse 2]

I'm going mainstream with the hooks

I'm real cliche with the verses

I can't be moving by the books

Can't be out here catching losses

Some of these favors be worthless

I'm in a crib down in Texas

I put thirteen down at work

And eleven just for courses

Mum back me up she a genius

She pray for me like a preacher

This bass gon' crank up your speaker

Celibate then I'ma keep her

I stubbled so I'll go deeper

We taking breaks need a breather

Knock a Kim like I'm a Peter

Like this mix ain't come from Caesar

I'm making money for my kids and their kids to come

I pray my sound hit hard and is close to none

I pray I make hard hits buy a crib for mum

I pray the boys and my ass make it out the slum

I'm 'bout my paper I'm tryna get my finances in order

I'll make like two mil then find room just for another

Get four cribs separate two just for my brother

I'll sleep rent free titty milk just like a Toddler

Mama worried how my boy don' turned to rapper

I'll flip a bad bitch I'm a boss right out the gutter

I do this this shit for fun if she trip wouldn't even call her

My grip tight, cause my nuts hang I ain't no sucker cause I

[Hook]

Put in work run my cash up

Roll up count my bands up

I put in work run my cash up (ay)

Roll up count my bands up (yeah)

I put in work run my cash up

Roll up count my bands up

I put in work run my cash up (uh)

Roll up count my bands up