Rob niggas know your time's up Been on the scene, grind, go get your grind up Niggas switchin' sides, nigga, make your mind up These shoes cost the same price as what your line does I can do it through the streets and make a girl dream But the only thing sweet about me is the perfume And that's Chanel, blue, or Dior Come to the East and I can put you on a tour Show you what the life's like, nigga, I'm about mine Got a lot from the North all the way to Southside Talking bout the country, I ain't talking bout the city Anywhere I go, you know I always keep it lit The past year's been a mad one, still with a bad one Shoes still a bag one, still up in the German Whip still swerving, still teaching niggas But these niggas ain't learning And man, I do it for the pain Got some white brothers, nicknamed John Stones and Harry Kane They ain't with the chaps, one's at the back Darva's waiting for the call to go out and attack Feds try to harm us all because we playing Argos No hot drinks if you ever see a Saba Bro taking orders but he don't work in Argos Really in the streets, my nigga, go ask Carlos Different type of bread, I'm coming from a different era We ain't like them niggas, my nigga, we buy the cheddar We just trying to get it in, we ain't never settling My young boy had the whole strip looking like Medellin Judge Dunham Day, he gave my young G's a 30 One got a 10, the other nigga got a 7 Other got an 8, my nigga's looking at 11 I just pray the judge got a heart just like Kevin Straight shut down, anytime I touch down Last trip I took, I swear I could've got a bust down Niggas mad at me because I spend their salary Always kept a hand but I don't know nothing about no penny Nowadays niggas switch up, they don't phase me Used to buy G's and I swear Jordan pays me Face to the UK and niggas know 20 Always got a 3 with no souffle 20, niggas know 20