(Hook)

Bitch im ill

We get rich off pills

To keeep it real

I want a richard mille

I gott so many ways just to

Fuckin get paid

The streets is the place

That a young nigga made it

Pull up ina vee its push start

You know i got rock like guitar

I got street smart and book smart

Yea they say that crook smart

Shawty took some molly and she said that it hit hard

Got a bangin body and it keep my dick hard

And she always talkin crazy in the party

Cause she know that we about it

You know my niggas slidin

Perfect timin,turn his dumass into ramen (cookem up)

Rest in peace my bros

Hope you know that i miss yalll

Like why ya had to go burn hole in my soul that got me pissed off

But now all i can do is just ball

And now i

Dont be answrrin calls

And now i

Dont feel notbin at all

And i hope i dont falll

And i hope i dont fall

I live that trap life that they wanna live,)

Ima strike with the thing on my hip

They want me diе but i wanna live

This part of the life that you dont wanna livе

Blue strips new year

Blue strips

New year

New chips

New phone and im like who this

Witha few hoes and they do dicks

And they let the crew hit

And they let the crew hit

Ah yea

Like wtf now

Needa ap want it bustdown

Smokin on haze come from uptown

Play after play after its a touchdown

Yea

Future bright headlights

Couldn't stay broke i had to get my bred right

Can't fck with the hoe if she ain't givin head right

Countin up bankrolls yeawe trap everynighta

Stay down ten toes everyone around me know my time

Its dark town man shit ain't always sunny

Sour and powder serve it to the buddy

Yea you know killa queens get the money

You might not need nothin from me

I could make a bee cop some honey

So dont speak to me if it money

Taken over cities gon be countries

New york gritty bitch you know how we comin

But now all i can do is just ball

And now i

Dont be answrrin calls

And now i

Dont feel notbin at all

And i hope i dont falll

And i hope i dont fall

I live that trap life that they wanna live,)

Ima strike with the thing on my hip

They want me die but i wanna live

This part of the life that you dont wanna live x2

(Hook) bitch im ill

We get rich off pills

To keeep it real

I want a richard mille

I gott so many ways just to

Fuckin get paid

And the streets is the place

That a young nigga made it