[Intro : Roddy Ricch]
(Ronny J, what's up man?)

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I ain't even cry, it's even hard some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin' payed, ayy
And around my city I know these n***as hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
And it's probably 'cause you see me shinin' in a real way
If that pussy n***a came back, ain't they want the drill day
I got them n***as totin' nines when I'm on a chill day
If a n***a talkin', I can send him on a field day
He ain't on my reach, I swear I get him touched
All I gotta do is point, I ain't even gotta push no button
And I stand on everything, I'on fall for nothin'
Got two twin FN's, and my AR's cousins

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch and Polo G]
I ain't even cry in seven-hunnid some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin payed, ayy
And around my city I know these n***as hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe (Uh, uh)
[Verse 2: Polo G]
Who really ridin' for me? Watched my friend leave from the window seat
Mansion out in Hollywood, I hate that you ain't live to see it
Miss all my n***as dead and gone, make victory so bittersweet
Where I'm from its murder, murder, that's how the killers think
It seems like the devil got a hold over us
Runnin' to these blessings, Maybach doors open up
How I blossom through the trenches? Bitch, I rose from the mud
I get distant 'cause I can't be overdosin' on your love
Shinin' like the stars bright, swear we done seen some dark nights
Yeah, we had a hard life, just learn to play your cards right
Baby, I'm a rockstar, but no, not the guitar type
Pussies what the opps are, I'm hoping that they all die

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I ain't even cry in seven-hunnid some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin payed, ayy
And around my city I know these n***as hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe