[Verse 1]
Sweet one I might need ya
I ain't playin' no games like Fifa
I don't call her seniorita mamacita
But a friend I don't call her either
Shout my big bro Wiz and trust me
Yeah I ain't even talkin about Wiz Khalifa
Inhale on the indica or sativa
Either way I'm getting lean cuz
The buds them turn me lazy
But I still don't have no time to put my feet up
I think I'm done being humble
Due to the amount of times I took a seat cuz
The amount of times i took a seat cuz

[Verse 2]
Bro bro's on a graft when the jakes them passed
And you just gotta pray they don't catch your arse
They do it on foot, they do it in vans, they do it in unmarked cars
They see a young man and they thinking "Oh, let me just put this youth behind bars"
Man they do it like link up
I told bro, man you better [?]
Up in the booth, man you know I'm a thinker
Runnin' to the money, but I ain't no sprinter
I ain't nuttin' like them man
[Verse 3]
I ain't got nothing to prove, I've got something to lose
Even now I move loose
I don't need me a Canada Goose
I'm steppin' in Nike and I still look smooth
Boo, how could you call man rude
To me that's kinda old news
Man I hear that a lot
I can't even lie, bro's been on the block, hitting them shots, been linking them dots
I can't lie my bars are top notch
The studio's hot, I'll make your head bop
Cah, you know man I got that fire
Hop on the mic, that's a normal attire

[Verse 4]
I've been tryna put my feelings in bars
I see three yutes, I ain't talking bout' glass
I've got some pain in my heart
In a party, you know I don't dance
I do a "one lean in a likkle glass"
Like only the badman [?]
Light up a spliff, tryna make that last

[Verse 5]
More time when you ask man, do it
But it's different when the tables turn, I knew it
If you've got something new, yeah you really wanna do
Man, the best thing to do is pursue it
And if you got grub, could be white or the bud
Rude boy man you better just move it
I can't even lie man I wanna make P and hope it be arranged, man's cruising
I beg you don't sleep on a kid, like come on man
I beg you stop snoozin'
Like why you so sleepy, you can't see me
Have you lost your eyes no Stevie
No wonder
They say my flow be coming like lightning
And my bars be coming like thunder
[Verse 6]
I don't understand all the gossip
Bro bro really makes profit
Let me just change up the topic
The feds at my face on a bonnet
The fake laugh is toxic
I beg you don't talk like you're on it
I've taken them L's and I've sat in them cells
But I never look back on them losses
They say that my flows like vomit
Cah it's way too sick
Tic, tacs get served to the nits
Digdat the way that I sprint
Crease on ma airforce, you know man's pissed
I don't understand why they talk like this
I don't understand why they talk like that
I don't wanna spend my life in the flats
Linking them cats I might just get bagged
I might just get bagged

[Verse 7]
The last time that my mum broke down, I felt just to break down too
Remember that day bro brucked on a que
Shit had to break down too
Like shit we have to break down too
I can't even lie I've got pain in my heart
I can't even lie I've got weight on my shoulders
Bro bro's shotting that white and dark
He's got them packs, they ain't coming like boulders
I beg you please don't judge this graft
Tryna survive you could call us soldiers
We tryna survive you could call us soldiers