(Daddy Rhythm on this bitch)

First off first let me take you back, way back in them days

See I never had a brother, riding solo all the way

And these bitches in the Louis-V was never in the frame

Guess I finally fuckin' made it, but it doesn’t feel the same

She was a good young kid while growing up, life all good not knowing much

He done pulled for hood rests Hustlers

But I staged dope from mama's love

She never showed us what struggle was, even though we're never rich enough

Had a father he did what he does, makin’ money but never showin' up

She was all good not fakin' much, yeah them days to them fade away

And fuck it just wanted to get away, cus diamond never elevates

And I'm hitting bitches I'm gone, nigga

Pull up in the diamond foreign, nigga

Fuck with me then we pulling triggers

Pussy niggas tryna act bigger

Been waiting on this shit for too long man, too fucking long

And these hoes and fuck niggas tryna take it from me

Check it

Trap for your money keep your mind on the hustle them pussy niggas talk

Yeah the bitch ain't really riding but she bouncing on my cock

These the same old fucking things though, bullshit ‘bout her love

Bitch, I ain't fucking tripping leave my money on my cars

Throw that money on my ma'

Flipping pounds since I was young

Nobody fronting me just so I had to start it from some grams

Still I had a couple stacks, put my family on my back, bought my mama golden things and all the shit she never had

This the money that we lack, turning savage with the gap

Pulling up and imma shoot it, I gotta have that cash

Jeez you going against the movement dope me up and never lie

Just you know how i do it, God forgive me for all my bad

It’s me to be exact, been through hell and back in fact

And the devils takin lick and telling me never leave this path

There’s money drugs and bitches but only miss God on your back

Yeah you claiming you ain't selfish like your bitch while I’m blowing her back

Cut to the chase got money on my mind, so I'm hustlin' everyday

On some trap shit damn I got it, make a hunnid anyway

Feel the struggles that I been through kept the role with every k

Yeah you thought that you dont love me now it don't matter what you say

I been workin’ I been busy switchin' bitches for their pussy

Nah I'm still the humble nigga, but I told her issa maybe

Money falling out my ass and she been tryna have my baby

Steady smokin' on that gas she let me traumatize and lately

Feds been flaggin' out my whips, and the charges are so brazy just turned 18 in this bitch, but all the struggles are what made me

Dreamin' hard I got my wish, had to get up and put time in

Everything I did myself, but a nigga still ain't happy

Feeling caged up with this shit, on probation cus I'm grindin'

But they lied to the feds, writing statements to the police

You know that I kicked the case, had to go through what she gave me

But it don't matter imma make it, y'all finna act just like you knew me