[Intro]

Shit crazy, I be telling my bros and shit like

It ain't no looking back from here, it’s only up from this way

[Verse 1]

Talkin' to my pops I got my closure

Never listened to them people when they told us

Life start gettin' bad and I ain’t sober

Behind this album put two bands I'm 'bout to blow up

Mick say I'm a rolling star I gotta roll wit' it

Besides these tracks speak from my heart, I put my soul in it

Brodie got a stick like a guitar he finna go fishing

They ain't know I seen it from afar this shit got long distance

They had hurt my people from the start this shit hit so tricky

My people 'dem keep telling me I'm blessed, they got a whole vision

My people ’dem keep telling me I’m blessed, they got a whole vision

My people 'dem keep telling me I’m blessed, fuck it I'm going wit' it

Used to post up on Pasco with Moe, that's what I used to do

Shipping packages back-to-back, spin, been like a hula hoop

I act like I’m broke, laughing at folks - they think I'm new to loot

Cuz and his wife was trained to blow, they went to shootin' school

Laughin' at my uncle on the Facebook he be wildin'

So much drip for days tried to ride my wave and you downin'

I be at they neck, under they chin like a violin

Say you sin then you repent but once again that shit get violent

Never took a plane but today I'm autopilot

So much drip I could never get a stylist

[Chrous]

And since I love all my people I tell 'em all get that money-fah (Yeah)

They know I love all my people I tell 'em all to keep they heaters tucked

Barefoot dodging needles when we was runnin' (Yeah)

Youngins now we got older, now we tryna get it - keep it up

Like how we don't see that shit when it be coming? (Yeah)

Now we got us some youngins, gotta live it up

Barefoot dodging needles when we was runnin' (Yeah)

Youngins now we got older, now we tryna get it - keep it up

[Verse 2]

Talkin' to lil P-Blakkk 'bout them streets, he know I got heat

Boom, boom, boom, "What the fuck?" Bitch that's just my feet

Shit get in my way, then I leap, get back on my feet

Shit get in my way, then I leap like I'm a hurdle-stepper

He got beef with me, that shit we eat, that shit Hamburger Helper

Life throw lemons, 4-5 lemon-squeeze, call 'em lemon peppers

If she act up she gon' get the D to make her temper better

Living life like I'm on a 10-speed - bicycle pedals

[Chrous]

And since I love all my people I tell 'em all get that money-fah (Woah)

They know I love all my people I tell 'em all to keep they heaters tucked

Barefoot dodging needles when we was runnin'

Youngins now we got older, now we tryna get it - keep it up