I tried to throw this * out with you cause I know that time get roughAin't tryna bet, try no more, check the money, run it upLine, line, par, par, yeah, I know I ain't get upI'm a runner, I ain't went inside, check this * when I get upLine like I'm treasure, you basic, bitch, you sad as *I'm the rise, I'm coming up, you want the money, I'm cold upDiggie line like I'm water, I spit, sit tight, make him shut it upI'm real, I don't need me no pill, I just *** them asses and I go dripDamn, who got him killed? That boy drive that blick, you know I ain't realHe ain't got no scales, he keep saying my name inside the streetsI know that he gon' tell, been at block, we come through blickingBad like the Navy seal, been at block, I do this * with no madYeah, I'm psyched for real, low-key, I be feeling like a crashSo I just keep my check up, not talking about moneyTake a lot of swag, steal them hits for realRun out, ain't got down, we doing bad, yeah, I'm dead for realDamn, that * is *, it make me sad, that girl a ten in hellThree-five in my book, two lines a walk, yeah, we get high for realYeah, I been out of mouth, we spent some time, still ain't do no scaleCaught two hats inside a ring, harder for we be for saleI'll be trying to let this * go, no, we gon' blast myselfBeen at block, I slide right to the airCause I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my wayYeah, I know my ancestors died away, hell nah, I can't go back to the cellWalk the niggas down, I'm about to make me send that bitch to hellPart two person, think about her heart, I hold all his willCan't eat love, that *, it hurt my heart, but I put on my sealFind myself inside my feels, I get over, I start chasing wealthNiggas out here faking like they flying, they be shooting salesSeven six, so rip that nigga apart, that joint gon' make him meltBoy, you out here lagging, calling me twin, cause you need some helpI'ma stack this * up on my own, I don't need no helpWe like it, we put up all the shellUh, uh, uhSo I'm singin' town, I ain't lyin', that's why, I don't knowI try to throw this * out with you, cause I know that time get roughAin't tryin' to backtrack no more, change the money, run it upNine, nine, four, four, yeah, I know I ain't wakin' upI'm on my ground, I ain't wasting time, change this * when I get upBe lyin' like I'm a chaser, you basic bitch, you sad as *On the rise, I'm comin' up, you want the money, then call to usDeen ain't lyin' like I walk with us, I spit this out, make him shout it outI don't need no pillI'ma stack this * up on my own, I don't need no help