[Intro]
Yo
Ayy
30-20
Yeah

[Chorus]
Shit don't even make sense
All I had to do was have patience
I sit back and listen, I'm like, "Wow"
They more like my kids than my own child
I do what it takes to make it pile
The way I'm moving flagrant, that's a foul
Been this lit since Webbie, "Wipe Me Down"
You n***as just starting to catch it now

[Verse]
Ayy, y'all been known the truth for a while
It's whatever now (Okay), Stüssy sweater now
It's 1-3-1-7- now (Okay)
I'm Q.M., don't ever disrespect the littest child
Lit, yuh
It's an event when we enter your function
Money and success on my line, it's a conference
I don't need no fake people in my circumference
Two-face n***as make me sick to my stomach
Ridin' through the city like a motherfucking president
Started serving bars, I ain't worked a job ever since
Almost missed my flight, had to hit it one more time, though
Trap in good condition, junkies blowing up my line (Okay)
I can't get too comfortable, they'll stab you from behind, ayy
They hate more than what you got, they hate what's on your mind
I cannot explain it, I just do not have the time
Funny how we say it's up when it be going down
[Chorus]
Shit don't even make sense
All I had to do was have patience
I sit back and listen, I'm like, "Wow"
They more like my kids than my own child
I do what it takes to make it pile
The way I'm moving flagrant, that's a foul
Been this lit since Webbie, "Wipe Me Down"
You n***as just starting to catch it now