Roll up let that time pass

More worried about my image

Boy I count my ms to the ceilings

You worried bout a b*tch in her feelings

Worry bout my son he gon hear this

World class rapper I got hitters

World class actors yea you finished

Please forgive me Lord I’m a sinner

Give this shit my all couldn’t settle

Give it all to god he gon bless us

Get it my own that’s a special

Hennessy / patron in my system

Your b*tch she in my phone come and get her

We don’t need no contract

Grinding till we get it

I let my music talk

Boy i’m watching and i’m listening

You hustling i’m spitting

I’m killing the suspicion

We all the same really

Give a f*ck bout what you feeling

Make them millions till we chillin

I just rhyme I seen the vision

Get my money I ain’t tripping

Split them open they division

Motivation I ain’t dreaming

If you tripping you can get it

All my women bad as hell

Do it like posed too

Bought some Goyard loafers

City want him dead

So they put up wanted posters

Hadda to get my mind right

Drinking on this potion

Smoking on this potent

Caution you might slip

I am dripping like the ocean

Roll up let that time pass

More worried about my image

Boy i count my ms to the ceilings

You worried bout a b*tch in her feelings

Worry bout my son he gon hear this

World class rapper I got hitters

World class actors yea you finished

Please forgive me Lord I’m a sinner

Give this shit my all couldn’t settle

Give it all to god he gon bless us

Get it my own that’s a special

Hennessy / patron in my system

Your b*tch she in my phone come and get her

Just got fired

I hope this works out

I am hard and devoted

P*ssy boy you hoping

Thought you was a rapper now

Why you looking broker

Fuck her and I choke her

Back up in the rover

Sent a video with no panties

Told her bae come over

I ain’t sipping I be sober

Doing better now I told ya

We keep fighting like them soldiers

Keep them sticks pistol grips keep them loaded

I'm a smoker, not a voter

Hear them in my hood

Gunshots flying and they floating

Going through the motions

Drop in the day

And tonight leave them frozen

Roll up let that time pass

More worried about my image

Boy I count my ms to the ceilings

You worried bout a b*tch in her feelings

Worry bout my son he gon hear this

World class rapper I got hitters

World class actors yea you finished

Please forgive me Lord I’m a sinner

Give this shit my all couldn’t settle

Give it all to god he gon bless us

Get it my own that’s a special

Hennessy / patron in my system

Your b*tch she in my phone come and get her

Sick of lies

De compartmentalism

What we had

Looking back

Had me fighting demons

Had me feeling wack

Good times

Barley that’s a fact

I could write it down

You would still forget it fast

I don't know i don’t hope

Money all i know

Down for myself

You a joke

Too many chains

I might choke

Insecure

So i drown my soul

Me and Coreys at the Grammys

You on the bottom shelf

Virginia got a mansion

Never sold myself

Taking rips in a beamer

Louise Vs and Gucci Belts

Look at me are you dreaming

I could never use your help

All i do is

Spread the gravy with my crew

Get wavy like monsoon

Smoke up in the air

Blowing gas out the sunroof

We was too high to care

Hit me I come thru