[Verse 1:]

95 for a line you can't afford this high

My bitch said 1 more strike, I can't afford to lie

Nigga made a Gofundme, can't even afford to die

Grew up on value meals, I'm eating Morton's now

When I was young, and silver-spooned, I'm paying mortgages now

Spikes sticking out the Loubs like a porcupine

Blowing me up for the sauce that shit annoying guy

You loadin' up with no Bins that shit a pointless try

Spilled some lean on my Gucci's pass me a table cloth

Niggas always talkin' money but they cable off

Niggas steady beating hoes, that shit gay and soft

This shit ain't happen overnight, I been getting off

No opp hoes at the crib, I took her to the loft

Fuck the city, i'm in Auburn Hills playin' golf

Heard they say they fucking with us, tell em knock it off

A freak (?) on my verse, she want to top me off

Uppin' cheese, yo mans broke, you is not a boss

12 flick us with a stick you know it's getting tossed

I'd be lying if I said I never took a loss

Don't pass me no spring water only drinking Voss

If I like it then I cop I never check the cost

This a fucking Fendi tee, I stopped wearing Lacoste

She threw it back and I caught it, like i'm Randy Moss

Dawg ain't got no fuckin' drip, ain't got no fucking sauce

You heard I ran with a mag, that shit is fucking false

On my way to the O, my white bitch at Walsh

223s hit ass, they gotta check his pulse

Rizzy got on Raf Simmons look like some Yeezy Salts

Boy don't up that fucking roll if it ain't 5 or better

I can't fuck just anything I like 9's or better

My bitch tripin' said "We don't spend no time together"

Can't beat the system they give yo ass bond or tether

1300 for this coat I wouldn't mind the weather

(?) so cold, even got the feinds buying testers

Teachers askin' me how im putting dimes together

I told they ass I'm a local clothing line investor

But I was lyin', juggin' hams I spent time at Western

Gave away my old sauce I'm a retired veteran

Sold a ham a fake Perc he blowed off Excedrin

Fire bomb a nigga crib call it 9/11