[Verse]

Ran up that check like fuck college

Went to the streets for my knowledge

Keep it discreet move in silence

Leave em' deceased if he try me

Flex on that bitch, hit the Heisman

I got my brother beside me

They feel my pain when I'm writing

Down deep inside, yes I'm dying

Know that we having them dollas

Don't give no fucks bout' no college

Went to the streets for my knowledge

I am an excellent scholar

I know these niggas not bout' it

I know these niggas not solid

They gone' switch up like the weather

Know I put this shit together

Me and my brother was down

We had to map this shit out

We had came up with a plan

Now we not seeing no drought

Making the guap, counting the cap

Yeah we had figured it out

Yeah we just ran that shit up

Like pussy, I know what it's bout'

Hurt what do it do?

My diamonds sick like the flu

Having the green and the blue

That is the old and the new

Fuck nigga thought that you knew

That most of my money was new

I am almighty like Bruce

I pull out the Rari, the coupe

My baby wet like some soup

Know that them Benjamins blue

Used to be geeked up at school

My nigga geeked up with tools

Finessing, I'm working my move

Hurt what do it do?