[hook]
Ain't no label turn me up, it was vacuum seals and bales
I made clienteles and sales
I'm talking blood, sweat, and sales
I'm still shell shocked up, that's a gun shot smell
I got a halo on my head, come from grandma's prayers

I took a loss and shook back
So I know bout a fail
I be running to the money, pockets stuffed with the kale
I be front door service, I don't fuck with the mail
They gave the right one paper, now my haters getting scared

[verse]
I'm just getting started, I don't do the most
Press a button I get ya ghost
His net worth my pockеt gross
My neck hurt, three chains or mo'

Too stiff, can't get close
I won't strеss, I been chose
This AMG a Benzo
I get best top from nymphos

I'm out of here they been slow
My neck and wrist a light show
She fine but not my type tho
Wok and pies, sip it slow
My pockets stuff from sellin bows
I look like I'm doing shows
I keep up with made ones
I brush shoulders with the stars

I sold sacks on boulevard
In that trap I been a god
I caught plays in rental cars
It come to smoke, not new to wars

Ain't no mystery in my history
Wasn't no saint, I came from sinnin
Going ass out was a menace

[hook]
Ain't no label turn me up, it was vacuum seals and bales
I made clienteles and sales
I'm talking blood, sweat, and sales
I'm still shell shocked up, that's a gun shot smell
I got a halo on my head, come from grandma's prayers

I took a loss and shook back
So I know bout a fail
I be running to the money, pockets stuffed with the kale
I be front door service, I don't fuck with the mail
They gave the right one paper, now my haters getting scared
[verse]
Just need an addy I can send em
All I know is vacuum sealin
Place your order I can fill it
I got flavors like dispensaries

Come to psychics bet they mention me
I like to pop on mini mes
I'm rocking rocks they envy me
Give me my props I been a beast

I tint the [?] it's hard to see
Inside the whip it's LSD
I launch mode and need for speed
I'm rolling 4s, I love the weed

I love to flex, I run through G's
Take what from who? I bet I squeeze
They know I'm buckin, this shit ain't easy
I get messy, I'm a heathen

I still shine I know it hurt
I'm big timin, I got work
I trap and rhyme, you want a verse?
Fo' 25 I broke the curse
So keep tryin, that shit din't work
I'm buying diamonds cuz it hurt
I'm a giant out the dirt

[hook]
Ain't no label turn me up, it was vacuum seals and bales
I made clienteles and sales
I'm talking blood, sweat, and sales
I'm still shell shocked up, that's a gun shot smell
I got a halo on my head, come from grandma's prayers

I took a loss and shook back
So I know bout a fail
I be running to the money, pockets stuffed with the kale
I be front door service, I don't fuck with the mail
They gave the right one paper, now my haters getting scared