Go getter
I get to the mic
And the flow
Spit up

I feel like there's a hole in my stomach
Like no dinner

Buckle up

You still don’t know your music is trash
I got in the bag
Made cash out
So don't litter

So at a gland
This n***a got em
So bitter

I put two and two together

That I know better
It's No setups
It’s crazy
I'm Trend setter
Think they wanna see the truth
By now I've been fed up
I see the full picture
Got brown skin and brown liquor
Hang with my n***as
We split gars
Burn down swishers
With the loud pack
And yea that slap
Like sound systems
We got love for you
So don't fuck
With my vision

Never fold
I'll eithеr be coolin
Or can catch me in the yo
Thеse n***as be moving
Like they don't know the world
Is cold
My n***as be boofin'
I get too goofy on the dro
I kno some sockets and plugs
That really serve me on the low

I'll see you tomorrow
But honestly we’ll never know
So Just be safe for me
I’ll be gone
If I'm too long
Hope you wait for me
On the road to riches
No mistakes homie
I hope you pray for me

I don’t budget money
I'm just spending as I go

I might buy a boat
I might buy a goat

I spit too much fire
I can't buy no winter coat
Don't need bloody
Shoes
Mine already on your throat
See you, Fuck with us
We sending hitters
Then we
Sending more
No
They can’t reschedule
We already at your door
Do this for my granny
She came out the 504
Didn't know
That I'd be the light that
Could give her hope
No distinction
No distractions
Remember I was taking Ls
Took
Assertive action
Think I'm bouta hop a plane
I got all this baggage
Prolly couldn't even smell
All this loud I'm packing
I'm about to make a sale
On creative fashion
N***as couldn't even tell
I was on my ass then

Go figure
Grew up in a city
Of lawyers
And dope dealers

When it coming artistry
BRANDØM a cold killa

Been sleeping on you bitches
Just added some more pillows

Think they want the smoke
I don't even much smoke rillos

Think I need a sec to reflect
When I feel little

The worlds
Smallest
I still vibe
With my fiddle