I used
to ride around selling weed on my pedal bike
* was slow, I took time and I got it right
Cats know my face,
I'm the same youth that took every change
I used to wish on a couple bags but nowadays that's penny change,
this *'s mad
I put a twenty down in seven days,
I've done bird but that's nothing
Cos it's been three years for my nigga,
danger off these roads
In my trap spot,
my Pyrex full of snow My wrist hurting,
I've been working,
I cop work and it goes
I'm a young nigga that's really paid,
me and them ain't in the same boat
They got a flashy watch and nice shoes
but I know they ain't cop no smoke
That's my Pyrex, love it
And I used to check for a lot of man but
nowadays I got no love We can't relate,
they got no plan,
that's useless My whipping game is stupid,
I told bro I ain't gonna stop Then I came home and I proved it,
thirty five for a whole one There's thirty bells
in my new and nothing's changed But nowadays
when I wake up and turn my phone on it goes nuts,
it's jumping Cos how many times did I take that risk,
go bag that work and bank it Thirty bags in rubber bands,
that's
my idea of a sandwich,
this * is all I know I came up selling O's,
give me a peppermint
tea and a bowl of oats and I'm ready to hit the roads I got no love,
cos back then I had
no funds Now I'm sitting down in a German whip,
doing
140 with no clutch And I looked up to a lot of man,
now I see
them and it's not that they look pissed that they're not with man,
I can't stop
I take the risk,
work my * off,
my left wrist costs a whole box And my re-up is a bit mad,
it's silly,
I'm putting work in any city I'm real good,
I don't need niggas,
I had a clean month,
now I'm one deep cut in fifty