[Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
I wake up and I thank God, I done been through it all
Had no food in my fridge, now I'm out here with the stars
Six deep, five-seated cars, six feet, they love my dogs
I just can't conversate with no fake, fuck all the frauds
Oh my god, what is this? An L beat?
I ain't gotta say much, if you know, then you know
How the fuck I'm in this crib? I was sleepin' on floors
Saw my uncle in the grave, when my heart turn cold
No more feelings, I can't take it baby, pour me some more

[Verse 1: The Kid LAROI]
I can't trust a soul, especially not these hoes
I put Off-White on my toes, I did this shit on my own, shit
When I'm taking flicks, that's the only time I pose
Ain't no more rips in my clothes, came from nothing did the most
Can't believe the life I live, went from crib to crib
Ain't shit in my fridge, now I'm set for my kid's kids
Shawty swallowing my kids, that's that bitch you kid
At least I got it out the mud that ain't the life I wanna live

[Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
I wake up and I thank God, I done been through it all
Had no food in my fridge, now I'm out here with the stars
Six deep, five-seated cars, six feet, they love my dogs
I just can't conversate with no fake, fuck all the frauds
I ain't gotta say much, if you know, then you know
How the fuck I'm in this crib? I was sleepin' on floors
Saw my uncle in the grave, when my heart turn cold
No more feelings, I can't take it baby, pour me some more
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Spending M's in the pandemic
Herbo boy, you sick or what?
Remember when I was in the trenches
We was giving n***as fucks
Riding six whips tinted
Pussy we ain't rented none
I ain't finna post nothing, I ain't doing no stuntin
Wrecked the Urus 3 times, like that ain't my only one
White Cuban bust down, bought that for my only son
They ain't let me leave the rat, felt like I was on the run
Hit the news for an [?], so I bought another gun
Street n***a, it's only right
At the Lang I'm overnight
Private plane, I'm on a flight
Bought the same rollie twice
I lost three dwellers
AP lost like three necklace
As long as a n***a ain't G-check me
As long as it ain't go on my street record, uh, yeah
Streets bless me, I'm in LA send the message to [?] make one call it's effective and hectic
We ain't gotta talk about it just collect it, uh, yeah
You ain't got me around [?] detect it
In that room of the stress it get messy
Heard shit it got to the best of them, damn [?]
[Chorus: The Kid LAROI]
I wake up and I thank God, I done been through it all
Had no food in my fridge, now I'm out here with the stars
Six deep, five-seated cars, six feet, they love my dogs
I just can't conversate with no fake, fuck all the frauds
I ain't gotta say much, if you know, then you know
How the fuck I'm in this crib? I was sleepin' on floors
Saw my uncle in the grave, when my heart turn cold
No more feelings, I can't take it baby, pour me some more