Only man I fear is the man up in the mirror

Look in the mirror, I’m so fly, so mind you, I understand if you got a staring problem

Told my ma I’m sorry, been a problem child

Said she getting used to all the Raris now, type of shit she never seen before

Truancy, but I always had class

Ziplock bags, treat that shit like my hall pass

New leather make me feel better

Mood depend on the weather, she gon’ fuck as soon as I let her

Just ’cause you pretty don’t mean I’ma fold

Top-tier selection with the hoes

Me and bankroll, a synonym, swear to God I’m never gon’ fold

Kane, [redacted], my bloods you know they on go

All these hunchos, you know I was chosen

All these hunchos, you know I was chosen

Don’t fuck with the bitch, she too average

Pockets filled, got me too happy

Cop a new coupe, got some rich habits

Cop real estate, got some rich habits

All these hunchos, you know I was chosen

All these hunchos, you know I was chosen