[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Came up from nothin’, had to get it on my own
Ain’t nobody help me, now they blowin’ up my phone
Told that bitch I’m focused, I ain't tryna love no he
Lost too many homies, got my heart forever cold
Fuck what they was talkin’, I been grindin’ every day
Mama told me watch ‘em, they gon’ switch up for the fame
I was just a shorty tryna make it out the deep
Now I drop a track, and they be playin’ on repeat
Say they love me now, but where the fuck they was before?
I was down bad, sleepin’ on the basement floor
Bitch, I’m in my bag, I ain’t stressin’ ‘bout no opps
Tryna run it up, I need a milli’ out the block
Ain’t no turnin’ back, I put my pain into these songs
I been through the worst, but I just gotta keep it strong

[Verse 1]
(Yeah, yeah)
Look, I was broke as fuck, had to get it out the mud
Now these n***as hatin’ ‘cause they see me bossin’ up
Told that bitch don’t hit my line unless she talkin’ ‘bout a check
I ain’t stressin’ over hoes, I just want my pockets set
Came up from the trenches where them bullets really fly
N***as talkin’ tough until they homie fuckin’ die
I was 5, seen my first body layin’ in the street
Had to make a choice, get this money or get beat
Fuck the system, they don’t wanna see a n***a win
Told my mama one day she gon’ see me in a Benz
All them cold nights, we ain’t have no fuckin’ heat
Now I’m touchin’ racks, puttin’ Jordans on my feet
Bitch, I’m in my bag, I ain’t worried ‘bout no drama
Told that n***a watch his mouth before he meet the fuckin’ llama
I been stayin’ focused, tryna make it to the top
But these n***as want me gone, they just prayin’ that I drop
I done lost too many homies, I can’t never trust anyone
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I came up from the bottom, had to grind for this shit
Ain’t no he up in my blood, I put my life in these hits
Fuck what they was talkin’, I was trappin’ just to eat
Now my name up in they mouth, but they don’t want it with me
Told that bitch don’t hit my line if she ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bread
I been focused on these millions, I ain’t worried ‘bout no head
N***as fake, they be cappin’, I can’t fuck with that at all
If they ever cross the line, then we gon’ send ‘em to the Lord
Fuck a opp, fuck a he, I ain’t stressin’ over shit
I been runnin’ to this money, I ain’t never finna quit
Bitch, I put that on my name, I’ma always keep it real
Told my bros we up next, we gon’ touch a hundred mil

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, yeah)
N***a talkin’ like he tough, he ain’t really ‘bout that life
Fuck around and catch him lackin’, we gon’ send him to the light
Told that bitch I’m on a mission, I ain’t got no time to chill
He be actin’ like they love you, but they only want a mil’
Fuck a friend, fuck a fake, I been solo since the start
N***as switch up on they brothers, that shit tear a gang apart
I was broke, I was down, had to hustle for a plate
Now I’m flexin’ on these n***as, got ‘em salty like a steak
Told my mom we gon’ be straight, I can’t fuck around and lose
N***as tryna take me out, so I keep a stick and move
Bitch, I came up from the trenches, had to get it on my own
Ain’t nobody give me shit, had to flip a couple zones
Now that he's up on my dick, tryna act like they was real
Told that bitch get out my face, I ain’t signin’ no new deals
Fuck a label, fuck a cosign, I’ma make it on my grind
If a n***aa try to test me, he get hit up every time
Ain’t no cap up in my rap, I done really seen the worst
Lost some brothers to the streets, had to put ‘em on a shirt
Now I do this for my gang, every song another hit
Bitch, I made it out the struggle, I ain’t never finna quit
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I came up from the bottom, had to grind for this shit
Ain’t no he up in my blood, I put my life in these hits
Fuck what they was talkin’, I was trappin’ just to eat
Now my name up in they mouth, but they don’t want it with me
Told that bitch don’t hit my line if she ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bread
I been focused on these millions, I ain’t worried ‘bout no head
N***as fake, they be cappin’, I can’t fuck with that at all
If they ever cross the line, then we gon’ send ‘em to the Lord
Fuck a opp, fuck a he, I ain’t stressin’ over shit
I been runnin’ to this money, I ain’t never finna quit
Bitch, I put that on my name, I’ma always keep it real
Told my bros we up next, we gon’ touch a hundred mil