[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah (I come from the trenches, dog, Section 8, public housing)
Ayy (I come from the trenches, dog, Section 8, public housing)
Yeah
My n***a Smerf, man, we back in this shit, we back at this shit
Ayy, yeah
(Favor, turn me up)
You know who I am, bro, I'm GT, Dirty Glove Entertainment, Wavy Gang, Ocean Gang, Motion Gang
(Ayo, Steery, cook it up)
When everybody got a wave, it's Ocean Gang (Everybody rich for real, man)
You dig? (You dig?)
Ayy, yeah

[Verse 1]
N***as ain't got enough paper, don't know nothin', n***as be petty
N***as be talkin' that dope, you try to call, these n***as ain't even ready
I probably would nevеr know why if I ain't stay next door to Ms. Betty
Kilogram for my Cuban chain, when I rock this bitch, man, shit gеt heavy
All month in a white tee, n***a, fuck designer
Watch cost a hundred, plain Jane, n***a, fuck some diamonds
Chain hittin' like a gay parade when they start fightin'
Cuz told me, "When you start gettin' it, n***a, move silent"

[Chorus]
Pill got me surfin', but the drank I'm pourin' got me drowsy
I can't get no higher 'cause I'm doin' drugs in the mountains
Yeah, I come from the trenches, dog, Section 8, public housing
All I could tell you n***as is get that cake, you ain't shit without it
[Verse 2]
I'm a fuckin' living legend, n***a, I just want my flowers
Crib sit on three acres, marble floors, granite counters
Yeah, count up 'til my hands numb
Drink that drank, don't feel nothin'
Just went on tour and sold out, it used to be a pill run
I be sippin' caviar, that's lean straight out the bottle, n***a
I don't know which watch to wear today, got every model, n***a
I don't know what bitch to slay today, fucked every model, n***a
Bitch walked in with her man, see me and she forgot him, n***a

[Chorus]
Pill got me surfin', but the drank I'm pourin' got me drowsy
I can't get no higher 'cause I'm doin' drugs in the mountains
Yeah, I come from the trenches, dog, Section 8, public housing
All I could tell you n***as is get that cake, you ain't shit without it

[Outro]
Yeah