[Verse]
Touchin' losses, after L come M
I run up a bag then I do it again
I hop on the money like it was a trend
This shit I been doing, you can't even pretend
When I first came in and took my first loss
Now I look back, that shit made me a boss
Had to boss up and it come wit' a cost
Blood, sweat, tears and then mofuckin' ball
I had a plan and I gave it my all
Bitch might not call back but the racks they gon' call
Racks talk, you know I talk back
Ride for the gang like a mofuckin' bike
Play wit' the clique, you go up like a kite
Don't beef on the Internet, we shoot you on sight
They want that crack, I'ma give 'em that crack
Young n***a havin' birds just like stacks
No, ain't shit sweet, fuck around and get whacked
Y'all ain't puttin' up no numbers, n***a, just check them stats
The money wasn't knockin' so I went and broke the door
Addicted to the money like blow
Yeah, play wit' the check and I blow
Yeah, choppa it mofuckin' blow
Stand for somethin' or you gon' fall for anything
Mama still workin', I'ma get it by any means
Keep a .30 and I'm prayin' for enemies
N***a got a problem, get it solved like a remedy