[Intro]
Y'all love, start runnin' out this kitchen, pickin' his food
And Robert, see buddy, you better have it back before the streetlights come on
Hol' up, hol' up, okay, cool
[?] make a rich man poor, I bet you won't do it
Thank you, hol' up, okay, okay, okay, okay
Seven or eleven
Ah, give my motherfuckin' money

[Verse 1: REASON]
Hungry, snotty noses, hood n***as without some options
Chillin', plottin', Friday night, me, some duckets, n***a, what's poppin'?
He was born inside that life, I'm his friend, I went to college
I'm at home for winter break, when I got back, some n***as robbed me, ain't get everything
I try to talk him out that lifе, give him some bettеr dreams
Like you ain't gotta keep hustlin', n***a, there's better things
But he's stuck in it, n***a, fuck it
His pop's got seven mowers, his moms and his little brother on that porch chillin'
Think about retaliation and gettin' some more chicken
His heart frozen cold, I'm talkin' that corpse feelin'
You just gon' let them n***as rob you?
We got everything we need right here, let's go and slide through That's a meal waitin' for us, only right we drive through
I can see it in your eyes, somethin' that changed inside you
We debate for hours and hours, just goin' back and forth
But we forgot something very important also on that porch
[Chorus: REASON, REASON, SiR & Kiilynn]
Blurry off a fifth, stumblin' gold vision
Devil still chasin', feel like he long-winded
Hungry little n***as that's lookin' for meal tickets
I was born in this machine some n***as is still in it

[Post-Chorus: REASON, SiR & Kiilynn]
Yeah, I die for this shit, n***a (Yeah)
I die for this shit, n***a
You know I die for this shit, n***a
You gon' to die in that bitch, my n***a (Yeah)

[Verse 2: REASON]
Cigarettes in the leg, domino slammin'
Front yard, slap box and dice row gamblin', rags on the stairs
I'm headed to that liquor store, what you want from there?
Couple homies with me, yeah, they say, "Cuh" but they ain't from there
But affiliations have you tied like even scores, as idle time and even more
We just saw them n***as that took my shit
Can't lie the ghetto DNA in me just got me pissed
I'm ready to lose it all, if we find them, I'm with the shit
Not really, I just know these n***as gon' be on my head if I don't
So the pride in me defines it, no, I'm scared but I won't say it
Hated or love it, playin', fuck it, it's no remorse
Forget about everything, I went and put my Glock in my shorts
Forgot my whole future and tryna pass my college course
Forgot my girl love me and if I die she'll see the corpse
Forget about love, once keep that shit so quick and short
But we forgot his little brother was sittin' there on that porch
[Chorus: REASON, SiR & Kiilynn, Kiilynn]
Blurry off a fifth, stumblin' gold vision
Devil still chasin', feel like he long-winded
Hungry little n***as that's lookin' for meal tickets
I was born in this machine some n***as is still in it

[Post-Chorus: REASON, SiR & Kiilynn]
Yeah, I die for this shit, n***a (Yeah)
I die for this shit, n***a
You know I die for this shit, n***a
You gon' to die in that bitch, my—

[Outro]
Bitch, these n***as still gamblin'
They're losin' all our goddamn money
Y'all money?
Yes bitch, our money
N***a ain't got no money anyway
Man, I told y'all we should have been gone to circus
You know I know Robert there, he gon' take care of us
It's always finna be a n***a that take care of us
Plus them n***as, they got money
But I don't got no [?], babe
Huh, grab that bottle, go get dressed
'Cause bitch we finna go to the club to find you a new n***a