[Intro; 48]
48 hours a day, you know what I mean?
We goin' grind again...

Aye who the fuck is narquis?

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm from the south you can call it home
Feel like you strugglin' you not alone
I had to go chase me a pot of gold
Now I got these bands like it's Rock n' Roll
Take the ice out the freezer my diamonds cold
I'm smart with the bankroll that's honor roll
Can't tell me these bitches ain't down to go
They won't let me in now I found the code
I made it through all these pots of gold
Decisions, decisions some constant probes
I never did chores I can not fold
I been to some places you can not go
I can't be around if I can not grow
We smart enough ya'll still acted slow

[Verse 1]
We're never heard out for Kap in gold
We heard you took a chain in platinum gold
The aim for your top like Whac-A-Mole
(Inaudible)
Couple bad bitches on the snapchat, flow
Southside... (inaudible)
Yeah, I don't know a place I'd rather go
Twelve pullin' up, oo that was close
Nose goes but I'm the Kap that goes
(inaudible)
When I get it I'ma pull up with the Benz, yeah
Heard you