I dropped a fire album

Tryna make my mama proud

I hopped on fast lane tryna see how I’d sound

*Skrt*

We ran up the view

Shordies loving the kid

They want vc takeover

Been waiting for this shit

*when's the album gonna drop*

Now that’s it’s out

Y’all can stop waiting

These ops will never stop hating

We got them stalkers

They stay around

Like that guy up on elm street

Still posted up left my old gang

Still driving down in the fast lane *skrt*

Bemmer taking off

Like a fucking Lockheed plane

I wake up and blaze up

I need my Daily Demi

I fuck one then fuck the other

Why u besties senti *Batri Ting*

Riverrock tonight

We gonna get freaky *Chita*

Swiper no swiping

Gonna swipe me the city

Exotic drank from Germany

Forigens costing 50

Feeling like 21

With all these Ass n titties

That’s you wifey

She did me

You love her

As she did the team

Pink port backwoods

Filled with green

And some backies

Russian cream

Vctakeover

Finally out

Love for the kid

I wanna make it out

Can't stop rapping

They want me to quit

They hit my dms beefing

But I don’t got time

I got to much clout

Can’t turn water into wine

But ur girl into mine

She hopping on my dick

Cuz she singing to my rhymes

A money making jump in my career

Dropped fast lane

Less then a year

Then came out keeping it real

Slide to Atlanta

Love sucio mob

Spent long hours in the stud

High as fuck writing bars

3 pm to 3 am

12 hours striaght grinding

To see my album slap

Take my cronems out the trap

And take them to LA

To see some better days

Or open a homeless shelter

And help less fortunate

If I make a fortune off this

I want to give back

Shoutout my supports

That been had my back

When my whole crew switched

I didn’t care

Went back to living lavish

And post up With my cousins

Don’t ask me about trappin

Cuz I only sell to my custies

We chillin w ur dealer

Says u keep on asking

For him to do the fronting

Ur lucky I’m so loving

Tryna spread some positivity

Or I’d tell him to stop pluggin

Call me cap

I don’t care

Stack my bands

From toe to hair

Yes I’ve trapped

Yes I’ve swiped

Hit a liq

Didn’t think twice

I’ve tried it all

Know what I’m doing

Cooked on the stove

My life wasn’t moving

Living in surrey

Was fending for myself

Shoutout my broski

I stayed at his house

He wipped me down

To make them drops

When I needed cash

Was living on my own

Bet y’all didn’t know that

Cuzzo came to set me straight

His pistol whipped me on my leg

Told me to stop trapping

And Go a hundies percent legit

Cuz fucking around in these streets

Get u poped quick *bap bap*

Just do somthing get famous

Go all down and body n album

Make it known where u come from

Why I make these tracks

Love for my city

I would die to put it on the map

*Vc*

*Van City*