[Chorus]
Smoking [?] and I'm sipping [?], I'm going out of my mind
Take my brothers on the way to the top, I cannot leave them behind
When you get money, they gon' try to plot, that's why I stay with my nine
Talking money and I talk it a lot, that money stay on my line
All them nights we was out on the block, we put it all on the line
And I'm moving like the OG's, but a young boy shiney
[?] if he move wrong, [?]
Still pull up in that same hood, it ain't hard to find me

[Verse 1]
Get my brother that new bust down, call it perfect timing
Woke up, brand new check, on a brand new day
Woke up, whole lotta money coming right my way
First I went and put the ice on, then I ice her face
[?] had to get that
The foreign all white like Tik Taks
And the big 45 got kick back
The boy run up, get shit bagged
Thank god I got it, in the bank and I'm making deposits
Trapping and robbing, me and my n***as had no other options
Them n***as ain't tryna work for no money, I don't get they logic
If them n***as switch on the gang, this shit getting way out of pocket
Fuck all them n***as, they never was with us, they hate when you popping
I need the digits, I handle my business, I'm staying on top of it
:Life been moving too afast
Sipping this drank, had to slow it down
She was playing games in the past
Now she double back, but it's over now
We don't play games 'bout the cash
All my n***as need large amounts
I hit the bitch [?] balling now
Talking shit, but he jump out the whip, two clips, like what's all the hate about?
Know you n***as hate on me, but it's heat on me [?]
My shooters got real life beef, they don't wanna be seen on IG stories
Top of the [?] hit him like Robert [?]
[Chorus]
Smoking [?] and I'm sipping [?], I'm going out of my mind
Take my brothers on the way to the top, I cannot leave them behind
When you get money, they gon' try to plot, that's why I stay with my nine
Talking money and I talk it a lot, that money stay on my line
All them nights we was out on the block, we put it all on the line
And I'm moving like the OG's, but a young boy shiney
[?] if he move wrong, [?]
Still pull up in that same hood, it ain't hard to find me

[Verse 2]
In my hood full of shooters, but they don't feel none
And we eating good now, but I got some brothers that's still hungry
They've been waiting, I see the pationts, I know them mills coming
Ice on my bracelet, you cannot take it, 'cause I'ma kill for it
End of discussion
I'ma back up the nine and bust it
Taking my time, can't rush it
Pockets was broke and busted
I could think about the past, go drop a tear, we came from nothing
[?] in the trap, and I'm tearing up, all these onions
He say he was moving weight, but that n***a soft, he muffins
Big boss [?] 30 boys go rush it
Bad bitch, and she crushing
I'm like hey shorty, let me feel something
But my heart, it don't feel none
I'ma keep stackiing my bills up
[Chorus]
Smoking [?] and I'm sipping [?], I'm going out of my mind
Take my brothers on the way to the top, I cannot leave them behind
When you get money, they gon' try to plot, that's why I stay with my nine
Talking money and I talk it a lot, that money stay on my line
All them nights we was out on the block, we put it all on the line
And I'm moving like the OG's, but a young boy shiney
[?] if he move wrong, [?]
Still pull up in that same hood, it ain't hard to find me