[Intro]
This is, uh
This might pose a problem
(You can, uh, cut the headphone volume up)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Huh, shoulder lean, that's that kickback
Dressed in all black, causing problems like I'm 6-lack
But we never slack, get them pussies on the dispatch
Need to rid the mid, homie, tell me where your list at?
Huh, your top five in my gun line
I was with some hittas jumping fences duckin' one time
We was having set 'cross the school, must was dumb high
N***as tried to play me to left, but it's up now

[Chorus]
I ain't got no friends in this
I just hug my daughter, mind my businеss
They don't care 'bout what I'm dealing with, nah
N***a, I ain't got no friеnds in this
Yeah

[Verse 2]
N***as won't even pull up to the stu', but say we bros (Oh, word?)
They won't even put me on a tour, but say I'm cold (Word?)
N***as better duck when I come for what I'm owed
Know the game don't owe me shit, but I'm sticking to the code
We in the matrix (Okay)
Say they on top, but they bitches, dominatrix (Okay)
Underdog like I'm Trent, in the trenches
77, we seen Heaven on our wrists
Yeah

[Interlude]
You know, I say, "77, we seen Heaven on our wrists"
You know 'cause all of our watches came from a Black-owned business
7 is Heaven? And Heaven is Black?
I don't know

[Verse 3]
I could never stop (Okay)
Devil is my opp (Okay)
Yeah, so is a cop (Okay)
Fuck around and get popped (Okay)
Forks in the pot (Okay)
Baggies in the sock (Okay)
N***a, this is rap (Okay)
Know y'all need to stop (Okay)
How I done seen more shit than all these n***as, huh?
Fuckboy, your trap ain't a trap 'til it's knocked
Raps on the stove, let me whip, let it lock (Skrrt)
I was in the trap with my mama and my pops
[Chorus]
I ain't got no friends in this
I just hug my daughter, mind my business
They don't care 'bout what I'm dealing with, huh
N***a, I ain't got no friends in this
Yeah

[Outro]
Fuck 'em