[Verse 1: KUZGUN]
'Till you got skills at all you can't be me
My uncle sold that dope, for 20 more years he can't be free
I got car keys and ki's coming every other day
FBI got those all-whites checking on me fucking every other day
I rap because I can't make any fucker pay
For that white girl or white girls, both lifeless in the trunk
There's a war and election with two bad sides, only those biased is the dumb
I ain't been asleep since I was born, I ain't seen my dad since I left the lord
Throwing us in the pen same as mighty as the psych's ward
Rhyme scheme go crazy when I'm back at it
My homies still go crazy for new crack addicts
My swag different, my jag different
12-inch dick, I brag different
All my n***as started from the bottom
All my n***as poppin'
You gon' think a n***a's psychic
You ain't seen nothin' like this
I should probably copyright this
I promise they ain't gonna like this

[Hook: Future]
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
We go to court, we gon' plead the fifth
I know the judge, I'ma shoot him some chips
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys

[Verse 2 - JC Assassin]
Ex on the teeth, sex on the beach
Hex on my reading, next on the streets
No love in these streets for a young gun n***a
I be balling harder than 21, n***a
Lebron mixed with Don Juan, I conquer
A monster, everything I'm up onto the gunga
You bonkers if you thinking you bombers is on top
I sold my soul to the whole like a pawn shop
Corn pops make my porn horn pop, bitch
N***as couldn't see my ass with optics
I'm full of school spirit, no mascot
Bet the bullet put you in the handicap spot
I got the weed, the trees, the green
Mary Jane blow it into the breeze
Started rapping cause it isn't hard
Bitch, I got the keys like a prison guard!

[Hook: Future]
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
We go to court, we gon' plead the fifth
I know the judge, I'ma shoot him some chips
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys

[Verse 3: Charlie F]
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the trees, trees, trees
I got the cheese, cheese, cheese
I got the steez, steez, steez
Pleadin' the fifth for the fifth time this week
Tryna' arrest me for blowing some weed
And turning the stove to 100 degrees
I got lucky my homie bailed me out with ease
Smoking and drinking all that Hennessy
Bumping Major Key and All Eyez On Me
Feds following me yelling "Get on your knees!"
I just wanna smoke weed by the court, n***a, please?
Running from 'em all day, I can barely breathe
Hyperventilating like a heart disease
Luckily they couldn't match my expertise
So I'm ordering dope from way overseas
Out there in LA with all the OGs
Throwing up blood like STDs
Looking back at middle school, man, I could've O.D'd
But that Zoloft got me back to reality
Now I'm on top and I'm selling CDs
This shit saved my life, in actuality
It can only get better, I guarantee
Cuz I started from the bottom, but I'm finally free

[Hook: Future]
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
We go to court, we gon' plead the fifth
I know the judge, I'ma shoot him some chips
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys