You know I hate the way I live, but I ride with stratsMama tellin' me don't ride with that We gon' slide first, ain't no slidin' backWe gon' ride like GPAs This ain't no GTA, but my youngin' got fivestars I been stayin' in five stars, tryna *out five brats Niggas get you hit, nigga, I'm in the whipwith it, let the bass ride My youngins don't play no ball, but bitch,we bass slide See them boys, they Ray Charles, but we knowthey ain't blind Fly so much, I swear, I hate timeAll the six seconds, cause she hate rhyme Niggas so broke, and she be a hate crimeShe burn it, got a flame on You ain't down to work, why the * wouldI put a lame on?Let that lame hit for some fame, hun * is cool, *'ll do the game, hunBut you know when I get up, I'ma be the sameThat's how I started it, put a Glock 19 in my starter kitPut my hood on, flood it off with brickWe go hard, we do *, we go hard with stick, babeThat's how hard we hit, and the nigga just ate that roof, ChrisWith a dick, with a dick, with a dick, with a dickI cut my mane off, cause he useless Showed him how to get racketsThis man ain't focused, I was the fucker, bitch, off a back pageNot a dollar inside your pocket, but you stay that wayGot all my *, I copped the demon, now he said I act fake* it, she gotta skate like she at Cascade Can't wait till they let hell rail up offthat cell, I let the sap waitAin't working two times harder than Mim, that how you jack gameYou posted my mane, how the * I watch you jack tradeKnow I hate the way I live, but I ride with strapsMama telling me don't rob that We gon' slide first, ain't no sliding backWe go hard like GPAs, this ain't no GTA, but my youngin' got five starsI been stayin' in five stars, tryna * around five bucksNiggas get you hit, nigga, I'm in the whip with it, let the bass rideMy youngins don't play no ball, but, bitch, we bass slideSee them boys, they ain't charged, but we know they ain't blindFly so much, I swear, I hate timeNot a six seconds, cause she hate crimeNigga so broke, and she be a hate crimeShe burnin', got a flame onYou ain't down to work, why the * would I put a lame on?Let that lame hit for some flame, hun* is cool, *'ll do the game, hunWhat you know?When I get up, I'ma be the same oneMy sister boyfriend a bitchSaid she bout to have twins, and he ain't raisin' *I told her, * it, that's why her niggas ain't know I liveSo I don't hide the glickHe don't know the gang and how we ride with blicksI know that he a hoe, and he ain't sliding *20 shots cool, but *, we ride with dicksNiggas hate, so they be ridin' dickTryna be cool, you spun a block, got your top shot in hereI don't got toe tag, the whole rackJust to get your hoe backNot a nigga like me, you won't get your hoe backI'm from the slum, so I need more racksTried to get him dead, thought you know thatSo I'ma get him dead, thought you know thatLay the club and do my bop like I was coldThey stole my flow, can I get my flow back?Copped a rental where they had no tagWe gon' hit his head, but we had no maskFrom the land they taught, I ate the way I liveBut I ride with strapsMama tellin' me, don't rob thatWe gon' slide first, ain't no slidin' backWe gon' ride like GPAsThis ain't no GTA, but my youngin' got five starsI been stayin' in five starsTryna * out five blicksNiggas get you hit, nigga, I'm in the whip with itLet the bass rideMy youngins don't play no ball, but bitch, we bass slideSee them boys, they Ray Charles, but we know they ain't blindFly somewhere, we don't play no ballToo much, I swear, I hate timeAnother six seconds, cause she hate mineNigga so broke, it should be a hate crimeShe burn it, got a flame onIt ain't down to work, where the * would I put a lame on?I feel like that lame here for some fame, huh* is cool, should've knew the game, huhBut you know when I get up, I'ma be the same oneBut you know when I get up, I'ma be the same one