[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I love my momma, she proud of me
Fuck everybody that doubted me, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Tryna be me, better back down
This chopper on me got a hundred rounds
N***a act up, we gon' gun him down
She used to laugh, wanna fuck me now
Fucked that lil' ho, then I kicked her out, ha
Used to clean toilets, can never do that again
She on her knees like she's praying at the Vatican
All of this money, could never be mad again
Ain't talking money, n***a, you just babbling
Life got more fun when a n***a start travelling
Put a lil' rack on his head, like I'm balancing
I'm still going through some shit, and it's challenging
Ha, for real though
Ha, still need a nympho
Gotta little money, now everybody kinfolk
Twin Uzi's, yeah, them hoes akimbo
Still beat a lil' n***a ass like Kimbo
Bro, I swear I don't know none of these n***as hating, like, what I gotta pretend for?
N***a just mad 'cause he been broke
I remember way back, n***as called Ben broke
Now, the same n***as ain't got shit to say when I pull up
In a motherfuckin' Benzo
Still tryna cop the Porsche next summer, I ain't fucking with the rental
[Chorus]
Still gotta lot of shit on my mind
And it's fucking with my mental
They say, "Autumn, boy, you in yo' prime
You just gotta keep goin'"
Still gotta lot of shit on my mind
And it's fucking with my mental
They say, "Autumn, boy, you in yo' prime
You just gotta keep goin'"