Released on July 14, 2020

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[Verse]

My sister called me worried this morning

Talking bout a nigga got shot up the block

I don't know why the fuck she thought it was me

I don't leave the crib without my Glock

My mama ain't give me to no orphanage

I got adopted by the streets and the block

I was raised by the stove and the pot

2 niggas who love to rob

Damn near lost my mind sitting behind bars

Cus I was just counting up driving foreign cars

Aim for the moon, shoot for the stars

556 send you to God

Feel like Mitch when he bought the [?]

Stick make him say woah, like Black Rob

All my money from the street, never had a job

Smack down in the kitchen like Monday Night Raw

When Aunty wantеd to fix sum, nigga she called

Pull up cleanеr than Armor All

I'll die and go to jail about my dawg

My bitch walk around like a movie star

She said, "Papi, jus be who you are, you ain't gotta

Buy me no fancy cars"

Fuck around and buy a bitch a rollie tonight

Bitch too loyal, and that bitch raw

Fuck do I look like with a boss?

Slithered a nigga, then triple cross em

When I'm in my Audi, I feel awesome

Feel like Max B when he rode [?]

Unc, how you get my number? Why you even call?

Man this area code say you in New Orleans

He said, "Naw pap my niece bought this phone from Georgia"

Hi unc, fuck all that, nigga place your order

Said he want 7, a whole quarter

Even when his money straight, I'm still going shorter

Fuck around and take a trip to Florida

Tryna find a brick floating in the water

Cross the shit outta nigga like Tony Parker

If I know I'm not guilty, I'm ain't taking that offer

If you ain't got no lawyer, them crackers will dodge you

They ain't picking up, but they see you calling

You got a three-way, but they getting shorter

Feel like ain't nobody doing nothing for you

But it is what it is, you can't complain

Boss Up, charge that to the game

My sister said I need to stay out of the streets

If I did that, then how the fuck I'm gonna eat?

When I'm in the trap, I'm doing meet and greets

Serve aunty a sack, bon appetit

They can't sign in the front, make it look [?]

Cameras going aim from angle to watch the deep

I be watching them bitches like they watching me

But ain't none of that shit stopping me

In a good mood, aunty might cop a 3

Pull up on Kodak in a '93 Capri

Boss nigga came a long way from the corner

Talking tough get ya ass beat like Adrien Broner

I walk through this bitch like I'm Robert Downy

Every nigga glicked the fuck up around me

I'm on the run right now in 7 different counties

First place they gone check is my mama

She'll prolly give me up for a thousand

Better yet, prolly do that shit for free

Gonna tell me where I need to be, so she can have a peace of mind and go to sleep

I said what the fuck yo sleep gotta do with me?

And what the fuck that gotta do with my freedom?