[Verse 1]
(Brrr!!)
Ain't no mercy on no bitch though (Nah)
She jammin' till she jelly leg now she can't even tiptoe
I draw her from across the room and its gon' pick toes
If you buggin' get you washed up like dish soap
I jump into the stars over some Rick Owens, I ain't tryna converse
Eyes, the windows to the soul, they catch me brick throwin' that magnum by the sea
They think I'm cheatin' always 6 rollin like (On God)
I'm a thief mofucker, even my bitch stolen
Baddie with a fatty and her parents prolly fit 2 of me
You don't think we gon' make it to the top, man that's lunacy
We gon get it crackin' when I hit, bitch I'm puberty, no foolin me
Already happened once, that shit ain't new to me like
Talkin' money, best be speaking that shit fluently (Talk)
They asking me for too much, so instead they gon' get truancy like (Ain't gon' show up)
Nowadays still hardly ever got some food to eat (On God)
Cause all my fucking hunger goes to music, ain't no use to me
I'm used to being downbad, it come in strides
It come inside, its anguish and disaster on my brother's side
We keep our homies up around my circle, leave no one behind
I promise if it's family vs money, I don't need to spend another dime like
Fuck I look like on this track giving y'all tugging lines
It's hard to string together all these thoughts in just a couple rhymes
I'm sure there's some who'd rather more that shit you heard a hundred times
Like guns and knives, but fuck y'all know bout hunger pains and stomach lines
I'm sick of y'all enough enough of that
I hope they feeling entertained by my pollution from that cozy little bubble bath
It's lots of them [?], just expect that we don't want it back
But runnin' while we drillin' got me askin' where they hustle at, like
Shit goes deeper than just fucking rap, it's life to some
But don't let no one tell you shit if you ain't pipin' none
Cause bullshit like that is gon keep the cycle up certainly
We need balance in this life of uncertaincy