[Intro]

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Ah)

Yeah (Ah), yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Ah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Billy finna put you down

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah

Billy gon' (Yeah)

Yeah, uh (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Billy finna put you down (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Billy finna put you down (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Billy finna put you down (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Crazy man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck, fuck)

Billy finna put you down (He's crazy, man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Billy finna put you down (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]

I'm from the back of the back of the dirt

Discount mall, white lows, white shirt

I'm from where niggas ain't lovin' these bitches

We both just gon' hit but I'm goin' in first

Ain't havin' no job but I'm havin' it work

Make a right off of Hicks then you end up at hurt

Only fuck with partners, it's only the family

I never met Durk, I had to skrrt

I'm from the back of the back of the hold on

Discount mall, white lows, white hold on

I'm from where niggas ain't lovin' these hold on

We both just gon' hit but I'm goin' in hold on

Ain't havin' no job but I'm havin' it hold on

Make a right off of Hicks then you end up at hold on

Only fuck with partners, it's only the family

I never met Durk, I had to skrrt

[Verse]

I was broke as fuck just like the both of us twin

Had my lil' hustle, we posted up, twin

Thirteen when my brother upped on some fire

Tellin' you, "You don't want smoke with us, twin"

I done seen it all

Piss hallways in the broad day

Got my niggas dealt with, that was right outside

Bruh, we damn near smelt it

I don't complain about it, I just learn to accept it

Mama had to be to work right by seven

Probably had to be to school round 'bout eight

I was so frustrated with how we was livin'

I took my anger out, no headphones, get beat by Dre

Niggas don't understand

Niggas ain't never have handouts or upper hands

Growin' up here, it's some shit you just understand

'Partment baby, treat that shit like the motherland

Mama ain't trip when she found all that contraband

She just like, "Boy, don't get jammed or get aprehend"

All my niggas 'bout they paper like they work for Dunder Mifflin

But none of us ever gon' work in no office, man

Mama would tell me, "You buildin' you coffin, man"

Every summer, it was bodies that's droppin', man

Lil kick door, shawty, I'm juggin' and robbin'

Now I make tapes ain't talking 'bout caution, man

[Bridge]

In Atlanta, it don't ever snow

All I know is dro and gun smoke

Most my niggas Aubrey in the coat

Other half won't ever get to vote

One day, I'm gon' make it out this bitch

No more missin' payments out this bitch

No more clothes on payments out this bitch

Know I can escape up out this bitch

Said, in Atlanta, it don't ever snow

Just gun shots, make you hit the woah

Tell me, nigga, would you sell your soul

If that means you never goin' broke

One day, I'm gon' make it out this bitch

Fuck bein' famous out this bitch

If we can make the payment out this bitch

I know I can escape up out this bitch

[Outro]

Ayy, don't even pass that nigga Dre the blunt

You know that nigga don't smoke

Not passin' him what?

Ayy, Dre

Yeah?

Ayy, what's that lil' whack ass song you got (Haha)

That you played the other, D?

That shit, ya, ya, so

Hey, bruh, hey

I kick door (Hahaha)

Ayy, man, pass me aux, man

Y'all niggas smokin' some shit

Ayy, pass that chill the nigga the aux

Play that shit, nigga