Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah

Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah

Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah

You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh

Know that I've been on my own since a young-in

Should of seen my home, I'm a ghetto kid no abundance yeah

Thank you mom , know you sacrificed all your life yeah

Leave it up to me gonna make it, pay the price yeah

Mamma need a crib, so i got it on that rap shit , ain't no second guessing gotta finish what i started

Tats on my chest, immigrant yeah, gonna get this check, show the world I'm gonna flex

Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah

Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah

Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah

You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh

Boy know i need a crib for my Mamma , I've been stacking making commas I'm not gonna waste no time, money always on my mind

I see it i'm gonna get it , know its coming i can feel it , give a fuck about a nigga hater. Listen man you're not about

In the streets , yes for the moment , I've been grinding like I'm chosen

Focused, smoking on that potent

Yo i think its kinda funny , how i caught em pocket watching

I've been fighting demons , omens , Romans keep it all 300

From the womb yes i been running , at the moment i be stunting

If these pussies coming , bet i'm chilling i ain't running

I ah ah , keep my shit on drumming , so they all remember me

Bumping all my shit , got these niggas on they feet , nigga how u want it!

Now he got his gun out nigga run down yeah

Running from the gun sound nigga hop out yeah

Stars up on the roof, we can't fuck wit ops now yeah

You're a little bitch, we gone pull your card now huh