Yo.Yo.Ay.Feeling young, but they treat me like the OG.And they want the T on me,I swear they nosy.Said he put some money on my head,I guess we gon' see.I won't put no money on this here,my n****s owe me.I gotta be single for a while,you can't control me.Uno dos tres in a race,they can't hold me.And I show my face in a case so you know it's meImitation isn't flattery, it's just annoying meAnd I'm two about itAnd the dirt that they threw on my nameTurned to soil and I grew about itTime for y'all to figure out what y'all gonna do about itBig wheels keep rolling, rolling I'm outside,29G5,C-side I've been losing friends and finding peaceBut honestly, that sound like a fair trade to meIf I ever hurt one,then I'm still here outsideFront line,south side I've been losing friends and finding peaceHonestly, that sound like a fair trade to meLook, don't invite me over if you throw another pretty partyLooking back, it's hard to tell you where I startedI don't know who loved me,but I know that it ain't everybodyI could never love a sheer busybodyBaby, if you want me,can't be turning up with everybodyNah,can't be f***ing on just anybodyYeah, I got feelings for you,that's the thing about itYeah, you know that it's something when I sing about itYeah, mama used to be on disability,but gave me disabilityAnd now she walking with her head high and her back straightI don't think you're feeling me,I'm out here being everything they said I wouldn't be or couldn't beI don't know what happened to them guys that said they would beI said, see you at the top and they misunderstood meI hold no resentment in my heart,that's their maturity And we don't keep it on us anymore,it's with security I'm outside,29,G5,C-side I've been losing friends and finding peaceBut honestly that sound like a fair trade to meIf I ever hurt one then I'm still here Outside,frontline,southside I've been losing friends and finding peace Honestly that sound like a fair trade to meI never let her roll on me,split this one down the middle,wake up in a harmonyWorry sick, I'm sick of worrying,it's just a worry and I'd rather bury themI'm talking fake friends and skeletons,early morning show, the rubs of lawyers sign and celebrateI'm never settling, get darker than my melaninAt the crib all by myself,the B cave in there,scrolling through my call log by emojis,I'm saving them Demarred out the P,true on my O's,but I favorite themThat butterfly emoji hold me down and all my babies dumbPurple demon face when push away,he got the K on himI bought bread instead of watching break downThey say the couple too like I'm from Cape TownKnow their position, you know, with the face downI'm never content, Jamila, Avanna, get it frequent I'm making the spins,to me it's just senseI'm dropping the top,not ten for the winI'm dropping the top,cause Burj on the spinShe dropping the top,she back again Look at she at the crib again, companyI let it slide when I really should've slidAfter all the, I did Look how they repaying me back,not following my readTell me what type of payment is that I put that on my kidAnd my trust, yeah, it is what it is And I'm outside,29,G5,C-side I've been losing friends and finding peaceBut honestly, that sound like a fair trade to meIf I ever heard one and I'm still here Outside,frontline,Southside I've been losing friends and finding peaceHonestly, that sound like a fair trade to me