[Pre-Chorus]
I'm chasing my dream
If I do not go and get my hitta then we ain't gon eat
I put it all on the whole team 'cause my homies gon win
I put my blood and my sweat
And my tears in this thing that I'm doing
I got my whole fam behind me my hitta

[Chorus]
And they gon' ride for me
I know u don't wanna see me achieve it
But this time you'll see
I got my thuggas, my stunnas, my cousins
And they gon ride for me
And all you haters and snitches and traitors
Y'all gon' envy me

[Verse 1]
Y'all gon' envy me
You used to say I can't do it hitta look at me now
I'm running laps in your town on your regular ground
I'm a gig thug, I came here to steal the crowd
And I'ma make sure that I keep my circle small like a six
U can't defeat me my hitta coz I'm stronger than a fist
Tired of telling of you hittas that Yung Nasty is a beast
I can't say that I'm really balling till I ice out my wrist
(Hol up, hol up) I know you hate me
But I can turn your chick into a fan
I mean for real
We in it and we bout to take it over man I mean it
You know that being broke ain't in the deal
I think it's real, 'cause all of these hittas think it's a joke
I'm busy settling my bills to pay u all the attention
No other way around it 'cause I hate you like detention
House party at my crib we celebrating renovations
They gon' ride for me we all gon' end up on television, that's the mission they didn't care, all of a sudden they down with a hitta
Ouchea with my brother Lavas and we rolling up a reefer
Yea I need a bad bae
Maybe Asian like Onika
I'm the man when I pull up haters be like nay'inkinga
I be mobbin, I be mobbin in the streets with my hittas
Ain't scared of competition coz Yung Nasty is here to stay
I ain't got a Rolley yet so I ain't got time to play (why)
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm chasing my dream
If I do not go and get my hitta then we ain't gon eat
I put it all on the whole team 'cause my homies gon win
I put my blood and my sweat
And my tears in this thing that I'm doing
I got my whole fam behind me my hitta

[Chorus]
And they gon' ride for me
I know u don't wanna see me achieve it
But this time you'll see
I got my thuggas, my stunnas, my cousins
And they gon ride for me
And all you haters and snitches and traitors
Y'all gon' envy me

[Verse 2]
Give a reason to stop
I'm taking the east to the top
I know some hittas who claim that they homies
But jealous of all the things that you done
Cop I don't care bout nigg'
Ouchea getting bigger and better my nigg'
And I'm with my team, private Jett life
Go home early n***a like u got a wife
She riding like Rode'
All my hittas rrraaahhh like tha 40
I got the game they call me young OG
And I'm in my lane with all of my homies
It's that ring ring money calling me
And I'm on the come up they praising me
I pray for my enemies
'Cause we ouchea thuggin' playing on the streets
Getting dough, they wanna rip my benefits
And I be on the road and I got dirt on my kicks
Came up from the bottom now my music going overboard
Shawty wanna leave with me 'cause she knows that I'm never bored
Between me and you, we know who's winning
Check the scoreboard
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm chasing my dream
If I do not go and get my hitta then we ain't gon eat
I put it all on the whole team 'cause my homies gon win
I put my blood and my sweat
And my tears in this thing that I'm doing
I got my whole fam behind me my hitta

[Chorus]
And they gon' ride for me
I know u don't wanna see me achieve it
But this time you'll see
I got my thuggas, my stunnas, my cousins
And they gon ride for me
And all you haters and snitches and traitors
Y'all gon' envy me