[Intro]
(Yung Ting, you goin' crazy)

[Chorus]
I'ma let the jeweler come tape my wrists
What you know 'bout chances and takin' risks?
What you know 'bout takin' care of your homies doin' years? Huh?
What you know, n***a? What you know, n***a?
My n***as in the pen, but I keep lead
Tired of the same n***a, he ain't change yet
Do my own drugs and then I fade off (Ayy)
Hate is in the air just like a coin toss (Ayy)
NoCap, he got rich and start ignorin' y'all (Ayy)
And my bank account look like a phone number (Ayy)
Police at my door, I don't wanna talk
I rep that bird, they say, "We know you a gang member"

[Verse 1]
My shoes cost a car note and your rent together
They might not feel my new shit, I'm on another level
I'm fuckin' on a white bitch, she a fan of Clever
Codeine in my tea, hope I don't waste it in a Tesla
If I shoot my shot, I bet I wet her
They don't know the times I was slidin' with Mega
If Fred wasn't dead, we'd probably be together
Pissin' haters off, my next chain gon' be yellow
I don't think I could get realer (Ayy)
Then I think I would get real love
Put her face up in a pillow
Dick her down and I get rid of her
[Chorus]
I'ma let the jeweler come tape my wrists
What you know 'bout chances and takin' risks?
What you know 'bout takin' care of your homies doin' years? Huh?
What you know, n***a? What you know, n***a?
My n***as in the pen, but I keep lead
Tired of the same n***a, he ain't change yet
Do my own drugs and then I fade off (Ayy)
Hate is in the air just like a coin toss (Ayy)
NoCap, he got rich and start ignorin' y'all (Ayy)
And my bank account look like a phone number (Ayy)
Police at my door, I don't wanna talk
I rep that bird, they say, "We know you a gang member"

[Verse 2]
She straight up out the 'jects, yeah, put her in a foreign
Supply all the ammo to 1600 army
I didn't fuck that ho because I knew she wasn't worth me
Fake love, real hate, I do not know which one is worse to me
Go, go, go, go, I just want you to be, yeah (Ayy)
You don't know my story, I wish that y'all can see half
My lyrics, breakin' out of rehab, my flow dope, n***a
No money, still runnin' with my old n***as
I can't forget I'm still dealin' with my old issues
I'm thinkin' deep, one day we all gotta go, n***a
How the fuck you let that hate sit in your soul, n***a?
Even all them times that I was tired, I still rode with you
I'm off Roxies and I ain't never seen Tigger