[Intro]
Get this shit right
Oh, oh my God, oh my God, right here like
Oh my God (huh), oh my Lord
Provide audio dope, we got 'em hitting the floors (Woo)
Like oh my God (huh), oh my Lord
They got fake n***a trophies and you won the award (Uhuh)
Oh my God (huh), oh my Lord
I told her she was getting less, come and settle for more
Oh my God

[Verse 1: Jae Skeese]
They go, yeah, uhuh, yo, yo, look
I'm working, rising from my lows and reaping all the benefits
I'm never satisfied, not a pilgrim, never settling
I open doors with flows that's chivalry
I'm nice and a gentleman
Not a big n***a, but hard to guard like Julian Edelman
I go live in the booth, listеn, I'm live in the booth
I'm grinding, it's true, just pеdaling like cyclists do
And what I'm striving to do, is light a strike on the fools
I'm KD on the wing with the Rock One? swiping it through
Huh, that's a nightmare in white airs
Push a 'cedes Benz with lady friend who wanna lie bare
We pulled through your album party, we didn't see no hype there
Got n***as mocking on your drafts, I think that smell kife there
First round draft, rappers they be first round trash
Nineties kid who keep it warm, I'm in my first dime bag
I feel no pressure when the best upon me
Me and the beat, we go together like Schweppes and saltines, n***a
I'm sick
[Verse 2: Elcamino]
Yo, yo, I been on my grind, n***a, hustling for years (Hustling for years)
Everything I do I give it blood, sweat and tears (Blood, sweat and tears)
The rapper's first choice, fogging up my Cartiers
Selling crack, early in the morning on the stairs (On the stairs)
Line wrapped around the block, like we serving grits and eggs (Like we serving grits and eggs)
Some n***as getting money, some n***as rather beg
I'd rather be dead (Word up)
I had the house full of pounds, probation on my leg
Gun on my lap, still rolling up, fuck the feds
I'm only alive, form mom duke's prayers
I'm just here to get the bread, uh (Word up)
I just hope that they're prepared
Any movement from 'em, fill 'em up with lead (Pah, pah)
First couple to the head
Twisting Dutches up with Dreads (Roll up)
I think I made them other n***as scared (They scared)
We gon' get you that money, you heard what he said (You heard what he said)