[Intro]
Ayy
(Yo, yo, this beat actually really hard)
You know what I'm sayin'?
Real trench baby, you know what I'm sayin'? (AdeOnTheTrackYaDig!)
Real street n***a, you know what I'm sayin'?
Young n***a really in the trap with this shit, you feel me?
We don't do no cappin', n***a, know what I'm sayin'?
You n***as ain't even really outchea, you feel me?
You n***as ain't— Mmm, aight
We ain't even gotta speak on that shit, mmm, ayy

[Chorus]
I'm sinnin' daily, but the Lord just keep on blessin' me (On God)
I'm stressin', lettin' my emotions get the best of me (Fuck)
Shit gettin' worser, I just hope y'all see the best in me (Yeah)
You got my heart, but you gotta work to get the rest of me, baby (Yеah)
I got the sauce, thesе n***as beggin' for the recipe (Hmm)
Who that young n***a that's comin'? I got 'em scared of me (Haha)
Fuck the past, I'm only focused on what's ahead of me (On gang)
Get out my whip if you ain't fuckin', you better be, baby

[Verse]
This my letter to the industry (Huh?)
Fuck a rapper, ain't nan' one of you n***as twins to me (On God)
I be feelin' like all you n***as got ho tendencies (The fuck?)
Ten M's ain't enough, I'm tryna give my brothers ten a piece, the fuck? (On gang)
All these rappers get on the mic and say the same thing (Fuck)
They talk 'bout jwet money and how they chain swing (Uh)
I'ma tell you about all them times I had to slang 'caine (On God)
I'm shootin' cheese to all my brothers in the chain gang (Ayy, ayy, huh?)
I did this shit without a cosign, n***a (Without a cosign, n***a)
I was thuggin' way back when I had no iron, n***a (No iron, n***a)
My people tellin' me I'm great, I need to slow down (Yeah)
If I stay focused, we'll be rich as fuck in no time
I was lost and broke as fuck, I stayed down and ran it up (Down and ran it up)
I do everything twice to show a bitch this shit ain't luck (This shit ain't luck, n***a)
These hoes love to see me down, n***as hate to see me up (Yeah)
Every day, I'm chasin' chicken, I can't be no sittin' duck
Lil' n***a with a whole brick, that's a grown bitch (Hoo)
How the fuck this n***a thirty-six, but don't own shit? (The fuck, n***a?)
Bruh, you ain't even gotta off his ass, he ain't on shit (Grraow)
N***a, you can hit the trap with us at your own risk (Ayy, yeah)
If it make money, it make plenty sense, n***a (Make plenty sense, n***a)
I dropped twenty-seven in the pot, got twenty-six back (On gang)
I don't even want your ho, boy, you can get your bitch back (Yeah)
All the times they counted me out, I bet I get my lick back, n***a
[Chorus]
I'm sinnin' daily, but the Lord just keep on blessin' me (On God)
I'm stressin', lettin' my emotions get the best of me (Fuck)
Shit gettin' worser, I just hope y'all see the best in me (Yeah)
You got my heart, but you gotta work to get the rest of me, baby (Yeah)
I got the sauce, these n***as beggin' for the recipe (Hmm)
Who that young n***a that's comin'? I got 'em scared of me (Haha)
Fuck the past, I'm only focused on what's ahead of me (On gang)
Get out my whip if you ain't fuckin', you better be, baby