[Chorus ?]
Boss you life up
She can already tell the difference
They ain't like us
N***as out here toating big shit, put that knife up
I'm in here with [?] 23, I'm with Michael
[?] work the MG with no licance
I know that n***as think that I'm a rapper, I ain't write this
I like it when she break it off [?] that excite me
If she can't hand it to me, [?] I'm trifling
[?] your ho [?]

[Verse 1: 22nd Jim]
Only time they see me, when I'm come and get the bag in
Fullys on my hip, but them bitches sound like Mac 10's
See me on the road, ain't doing shows, bitch, I'm trappin
Can't compare mе to these n***as, 'cause thеy fake and they be cappin
If I want a n***a gone, then my n***as make it happen
Give a fuck about this rappin, made 300 off of trappin
N***as hustle for these hoes, man, these n***as moving backwards
N***as love to run they mouth, but I'ma catch him up in traffic
Got some shit up on my hip, to flip a pussy n***a back [?]
[?] it's going down, can't wait to punch on me a rapper
And I'm sliding in that [?], my n***as [?] turn off [?]
Most of these n***as just be talking, [?] my n***as [?]
[Chorus ?]
Boss you life up
She can already tell the difference
They ain't like us
N***as out here toating big shit, put that knife up
I'm in here with [?] 23, I'm with Michael
[?] work the MG with no licance
I know that n***as think that I'm a rapper, I ain't write this
I like it when she break it off [?] that excite me
If she can't hand it to me, [?] I'm trifling
[?] your ho [?]

[Verse 2 ?]
Taking [?] against the fam, that was never an option
It's ten milli on my pocket, it's thousands [?]
I done got my mind made, I'm in it for profit
I can't let nobody get me, I stay on my [?]
I'm on go before I'm [?] call me before
Metal detector at the door, still got straps in the show
We might not ever rob again, but I'm trappin fasho
She asked me do I got a type? Scammers and hoes
Hey, bitches that get busy, [?] pros
I'm on my phone collecting texts, and grabbing them lows
I lost 30, I was sick, but I'm back to the dough
I hit your state and info, [?] come back to the road
She like it, slimed her [?]
[?] wanna [?]
Everytime you fly them bitches [?]
When I get them thick blue bricks, that excite me
But I don't do no stuntin for a bitch [?]
[Chorus ?]
Boss you life up
She can already tell the difference
They ain't like us
N***as out here toating big shit, put that knife up
I'm in here with [?] 23, I'm with Michael
[?] work the MG with no licance
I know that n***as think that I'm a rapper, I ain't write this
I like it when she break it off [?] that excite me
If she can't hand it to me, [?] I'm trifling
[?] your ho [?]