Part I: "It's Nothing"

[Intro]
Woah, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Rino tryna fuck her brains out (Chapo)
Yeah, and my n***as keep them Dracs out
I ain't even finna play 'round
But on my neck, I got 'bout sixty thou' (Brr)
Yeah, this shit gettin' wicked now
Hit his ass with the switchy now
My net worth 'bout a ticket now
I ain't never put my glizzy down
Walk in the mall, hoes, they love me, I might fuck her for nothin', I'm off of Tussion'
My n***a just got a new script and they bustin', noddin' off all in public
Talkin' with a slur, you know that I'm sluggish, drank sippin' like a slushy
Bet that pussy won't touch me, FN-45, it's gon' flush him, n***a, it's nothin'

[Verse]
This shit get ugly
Movin' 'round with that bucket, I'm the richest in the room, n***a change the subject
Ain't got no room for mistakes, bitch, I wake up and bake, I got a K and it's Russian
And I'm cuttin' off snakes, got a cake and it's bakin', shit, ain't nothin' to debate
They tried to liе in my face and play in my face, ain't no comin' back, too late
Wе could die any day, this could go any way, all the dogs got a day
Ain't tryna go on a date, and you knowin' this, bae, bitch, I'm tryna fuck your face
Penthouse in the city and that bitch be vacant, left it when I caught my case
Ain't got no time to beef with these motherfuckin' faggots, don't get splat in the face
[Chorus]
Rino tryna fuck her brains out (Chapo)
Yeah, and my n***as keep them Dracs out
I ain't even finna play 'round
But on my neck, I got 'bout sixty thou' (Brr)
Yeah, this shit gettin' wicked now
Hit his ass with the switchy now
My net worth 'bout a ticket now
I ain't never put my glizzy down
Walk in the mall, hoes, they love me, I might fuck her for nothin', I'm off of Tussion'
My n***a just got a new script and they bustin', noddin' off all in public
Talkin' with a slur, you know that I'm sluggish, drank sippin' like a slushy
Bet that pussy won't touch me, FN-45, it's gon' flush him, n***a, it's nothin'

Part II: "Spiritual Outro"

[Verse]
(No mercy)
Let me welcome you to my life of sin
I don't really let no one in
I ain't know that this shit would come with this, I ain't ask for this
I ain't ask for the sickening of addiction
I go through real shit, it ain't fiction
When mama died, it ain't fix shit
Lost my soul in these drugs and I miss it
Lil' Rino, baby, double R
Feel like I died before
Feel like I lost my soul
I'm in a dark-ass hole
I got burning holes through my clothes
I feel like nobody knows
Three consecutive years with this shit and I still ain't play with my nose
I done shed tears for this shit while I'm still tryna cleanse my soul
I knew I was built for this shit, yeah, I knew a n***a wasn't no ho
I done put in years for this shit, still went down a dark road
Addicted to pills with this shit, feel like I need help though
My hands on the wheel in this bitch, I'll never lose control
No, I'll never lose control
Readin' through Bible scriptures, it's a bigger picture, I'm killin' my liver
Navigating through this shit the right way, it just make me bigger
Keepin' the right people around me, no gold diggers
Age of twenty-one, I seen my first seven figures (I did it, Mawmaw, I love you, Brenda, let me kick this shit right here, look, listen to me, look, hear me, hear me out)
I was 'posed to take you on a limo ride, you would tell me my whole life
That's all you fuckin' wanted, then you checked out on me, why you had to die?
Got the call from mama and daddy, next morning, seen birds fly
Hereditary with these drugs, didn't know it was a problem, that's our biggest curse, right?
I'm lookin' at your obituary, then I close my eyes, feel your spirit hold me tight
Connected with my inner soul, tryna get in touch with you every night
You was my shoulder to lean on, me and life wasn't seein' eye to eye
Starin' at you in that funeral home, just wanted to break down and cry
Heard the news 'bout you on Christmas night, now it never, ever be the same
Now every time I touch the mic, I'll forever rep your name
I'm still goin' through pain 'cause you was with me through everything
[Outro]
I know they like, "Damn, this n***a, this n***a bring his grandmother up every song"
Man, that's how bad my pain is
My grandma, I love that woman, man, I'm really fucked up
Sit back and I be thinkin' to myself, I just be wantin' to give up with everything sometimes, I ain't gon' lie
Life gettin' hard
More problems, more money, more snakes around, more problems, more family problems goin' on
Takin' care of everybody though, I'm holdin' on, I ain't even get myself right yet, Mawmaw
Still fucked up
I still ain't fully found myself yet, yeah
Long as I just, I don't know