[Part I]

[Intro: Kyle Richh & Tata]
These n***as stay, tryna copy my wave
Grrah
Fuck I'm goin' insane
Grrah
Bitch, Grrah

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
I don't be trippin', I'm different
But these n***as stay tryna copy my wave
I get paid just to speak on my bae
Like, good problems, I cannot complain
Real n***a, not lookin' for credit, n***as hate on the shit that I made
It's a feelin' I gotta explain
I'm not OK, I don't try to portray
Think that I'm good 'cause but I'm really insane
Fucked up n***a who made me this way
Damn, I'm damaged, I'm lost
Like, only the real will relate
Can't forget every time I was crossed
Like, I gotta close that door
Push up, murder shit
4100 we rеady for war
[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
[?] took over the phone, I been stuck in my hеad so I can't even talk, like
Wocky, fuck up my thoughts, and my demons not showing remorse
When I totin' my gun, know I'm takin' a risk but fuck it, it is what it is
I don't speak on a lot, sip Wock'
Feelings is locked and I don't got the pin, grrah
We gon' say that we goin' through shit but this life is a game and we flowin' through it
I don't speak, I just go and do it, and can't nobody say I don't know what I'm doin'
I don't look and go seekin' for pity, 'cause I hate even speakin' my pain
And I'm, lookin' for ways to escape, and my demons are stuck in my brain, grrah
You can keep all the love, keep all the fake
I just wanted to win, like damn
N***as envy, they wanted my place
I don't know how much longer I could go with the weight
Like, shoulder starting to ache

[Bridge: Jenn Carter & Tata]
You can see all this pain in my-
You can see all this pain in my face

[Verse 3: Kyle Richh]
Why n***as stealin' my flow?
Why n***as sayin' my name?
Why n***as feelin' entitled? These n***as ain't puttin' no pain for the gang
And for Jenny I'm lettin' it, and for Jenny I'm lettin' it bang
We're an example gettin' rich off of pain
Happiness is a feelin' I've gotta obtain
Go through the modes, hope nobody know
Like a toilet, done been through some shit
Like, I go up, and the jealous goes
Think to myself, if I didn't help out, would she love me, and I know the answer is no
Like go back, I might spin in a Tech
Bitch I'm a G, n***a show me respect
[Part II]

[Verse: Kyle Richh]
They forget all the shit that I did, I was feeding the team when I didn't have shit
I was taking a risk, like, I done got all of us rich
I gotta stay out of jail, wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Rell
They was so happy when I was my lowest, keep smilin' I don't wanna show it
Grrah, like I got social anxiety cannot fathom
Deep thoughts, I'm hidin' in shadows, nobody knows that my life was in shambles
Hard shit, had to handle it my own
Like, who really care if I'm gone?
Who really care if I'm dead?
Can't cry, put the tears in the song

[Part III]

[Intro: Tata]
Grrah
Huh
Grrah
Every Opp Shot, Everything Dead, huh, 41 shots to the head
Huh, Grrah

[Verse: Tata]
So much money, I been callin' lately I been puttin' my feelings on hold
Been at my lowest for so fuckin' long, but I put on a smilin' 'cause I can't let them-
What the fuck is emotion, I had to let them-
I'ma stand on my hands if they cut off my toes
Like, in my heart been twinnin' wit' my wrists, like
'cause both of them bitches want-
I swear they been countin' me out for the longest, I sit back and laugh
I try not to be cocky
Sometimes I miss when I was regular, every move I make is somebody, huh
Me and [?] was sleepin' on the food, told "I'm starving", told me I was going to be great
Know that I hurt a lot of people's feelings, I'm broken, I'm desperate, but I still need some help
I tell them I'm [?], but I still make my-
I provide so I gotta carry my own weight
Like I been drinkin' liquor and takin' these-
They ask how I'm doin', I tell 'em "I'm great"
Brodie been goin' through it wit' his shorty, I look at his face I can tell that it's hate
Bought him some food, he really ain't be eatin' enough, he been takin' pills and losin' weight
Grrah, like, I think I gotta remind these n***as who was there from the start
I think I got too big of a heart, I put on for the gang, I always play my part
I love my bitch, she was there from the start, but lately we been breakin' apart
I take Percocet's when I feel sad, I just role up a spliff and I be feelin' dark
Damn
[Part IV]

[Chorus: Jenn Carter ]
Bitch I'ma star, like, bitch I'ma star
Starlink, call me Nicki Minaj
Like, bitch I get money, it's drip on my walk
And I'm famous like Dex, 'cause they know I got bars
On the top, "Jenn Jenn" for the barbies
Bitch I bring Henny, and Deuce to the party
Pop a broom, and I cannot move smartly
They should put me to the test like It's Johnny

[Bridge: Jenn Carter ]
And I'm wishin' them luck, no Charlie, bitches my son
They copy, pick up the pace
I'm gettin' cocky

[Verse 2: Jenn Carter ]
And gang gang, got these bitches on the bench
They-, still up in the trench
N***as dirt, but they stay up on the block
On my dick, but they n***as gettin' got
Think he drippy, but they n***a gettin' drenched
They can't see through the tint
D's on my body and they tryna blitz
If he speed up the whip, and he won't leave a inch
Jenn, Jenn, Jenn, had the doopties in motion
I'm a [?], so the Wocky is-
We on the top, we been knew we was chosin'
My money is fancy, the digits in Roman
Kids on my, like
Kids on my dick, I think they need enrollment
Bitch on my, like
Bitch on my body I don't need a Trojan
Bitch I got icey, this life gettin' spicy
I'm in the party, like slide, where's the molly?
They pop, don't come by me
He got no motion, no figure like Tommy
And this n***a keep sayin' my name
Oh, I forgot I was best in the game
Like, he a baby don't carry his G
Like, they just needed a moment of fame

[Verse 3: Jenn Carter ]
Bitch, my money long so I walk wit' a purpose
I'm back and I'm better
My money-, so I walk every surface
They can't get they bread up
I don't be horsin', my diamonds is wetter
Like these n***as is cheese, chedder
These bitches borin', they gonna forget 'em
Bitches dissin', I'm Deaf like I'm Keller

[Chorus: Jenn Carter ]
Bitch I'ma star, like, bitch I'ma star
Starlink, call me Nicki Minaj
Like, bitch I get money, it's drip on my walk
And I'm famous like Dex, 'cause they know I got bars
On the top, "Jenn Jenn" for the barbies
Bitch I bring Henny, and Deuce to the party
Pop a broom, and I cannot move smartly
They should put me to the test like it's Johnny

[Part V]

[Intro: Tata]
Grrah
4's
Huh, [?]
Huh, Grrah

[Verse: Tata ]
I got more money then a lot of you n***as, I'm on some better shit
Yeah I been stayin' out the way, I'm on some clever shit
I could name a lot of opps that I'm better then
I slide through, hangin' out the fuckin' V, let the Beretta spit
Why he keep rappin'? That n***as butt
Why he cappin'? His lil' brother just got sent up
He keep screamin' in his raps but that n***a sound like a bitch
His mother dissin' up on live, I make that dump, bitch eat the-
Like huh, I'm droppin' n***as set, I'm gangster
Huh huh, like in a cab I bet I make a n***a lift
I'm not puttin' no more trust in these bitches they make me-
I'm in the Ville wit' all my chains on, got me lookin' like a lick n***a
N***a tryna break the team, you on some base shit
N***as keep dick ridin' gang, you on some gay shit
Huh, they keep cancelling our shows, they on some hate shit
Huh, 'til I pull up to the, and let that 'K spit
Walk into the spot, like "What the fuck is up"
Like, we don't gotta shoot, we could knuckle up
Spent 10K on my ring n***a, I hold my knuckle up
N***a, they ain't tuff enough, weapons down I'll fuck you up

[Part VI]

[Verse: Kyle Richh]
Grrah
Three V's Deep, boys on my body like they cannot keep 'em
I'm wit' Sheik, he controllin' the V
Pop me a pink, think I'm ready to geek 'em
Like, put it in sport, too clutch I told brodie to leave 'em
Push up on me, think he tryna die
Talkin' on bro, just be ready to-
All black, can't see who it is, bitch
I do not want him to live
I had to wait 'til I beat all my cases to speak about all the shit that I did
With the steppers, I wish you would step
[?] got shot, how's you talkin' on Jim?
Yo, yo Guap put the beam on his chin
Baby that boy need a bib

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Bitch, I'm at the top
Took a lot just to get to this level
Try to [?] my, like I just wanna get out of the ghetto
I was pop, we was cookin' up ramen
Mobbin', thuggin' and robbin'
Like, I ain't think I would have all these diamonds
Oh she think she a player? Bet you ain't know that we had that in common
Heart broke, but I'm stuck in my ways, grrah
They left you for dead, but I'm a survivor
Like, I ain't cry, gotta throw it in the fire