[Intro]
(Tady Fletcher)

[Verse]
Yeah, I jump on the beat and I get this beat walkin'
I walk what I talk, you lil' n***as just talkin'
I can't make the racks if they thought I was nauseous
I'm rich and I'm strapped, so you better be cautious
I ride like I'm Trump, but I used to be walkin'
It's crazy, I learned all this shit from a dolphin
It's Paper Route business, my team full of bosses
I won a big bag, I've been nothing but shopping
Ay, independent, everybody gettin' salty
Spend my own bag, what the fuck should I call it?
They tried to give me a M like a year ago
Told him no thank you, got up, started walkin'
We run it up 'till some more millions call me
N***as can't fuck with me, and I've been pausin'
Look like I signed me a contract with boss man
I see the green, I get up and start walkin', yeah
Walkin', walkin', see the green, and start walkin'
Lil' mama thick, you don't see how she walkin'?
And she got money, her neck kinda' frosty
I'm a trap n***a, hoes look right across me
Blessed if you found me, you dumb if you lost me
She keep on begging me, daddy come lay down
I'm in the trap, 24, with no coffee
Five in the morning, I know I'm sleepwalking
I'm tryna go get the worm 'fore the bird do
You know that my money tall
You say yo' money tall, but I really don't think no one heard you
They be like "Bro you the one bringing focus on rap"
'Cause you know on the streets don't deserve you
I'm tryna take my whole gang to the tip of the top
Give 'em all the cheat codes like a nerd do
You must ain't trappin', if I never served you
Boy, you a hater, you tell on lil' girls do
Who we just brought in, ain't had us a sit down
If you a hustler, ain't nun' but a word foo
Yeah I'm a trapper, with killers, they swerve through
Make the wrong move, bro, on God, we gon' purge you
Send you to God, say what's up to the birds too
Maybe you'll tell us what happened to Virgil
Oh my God, hmm, n***as dead, me, I'm walkin'
They know we spinnin', we ain't doing no talkin'
You the chalk boy, n***as know when we talk shit
I ain't gon' lie, I done took a few losses
I get to thinking, and start tryin' to off shit
Turning up, fah fah, ain't no putting me in a coffin
They shot at me, and I got up, start walkin'
Walkin', walkin', I got up, start walkin'
We got a deal, me 'n my boys still walkin'
Y'all ain't got defense, boy, I'm still ballin'
[Outro]
Muney
Ain't got defense, boy, I'm still ballin'