[Intro: BreezeDid It & Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, me and Vezz
Me and Breezy, motherfucker
What it do, gang?
Yeah, whole lot of gang
Yeah, left pocket seven-thirty, n***a (My type of shit right here, though, yeah)
Sheesh

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Left pocket fifty bands, right thirty (Right thirty)
Came up sellin' lean, trappin' thirty (Trappin' thirty)
Got a 30 in this bitch, Stephen Curry, yeah
Heard them n***as lookin' for me, we ain't worried (We ain't worried)
I ain't never goin' (Nah), 'cause they know we be steppin' (Steppin')
Drakey on this bitch, I open up, apply that pressure (Apply that pressure)
Pour up for my n***a, he been gone 'cause n***as tellin'
Gotta leave the streets alone, these n***as thirsty, they be desperate, yeah (Gotta watch them n***as)
Grinded hard, so everything I got, it came to me (It came to me)
So what I look like lettin' a n***a take my chain from me? (What I look like?)
What I look like riskin' my freedom for some rain money? (Nah)
Swear the same n***as said they gang the ones that changed on me (That shit fucked up)
I remember me and P was broke and smokin' loud (Me and Peezy)
Two years later, we was ridin' Wraiths up Ocean Drive (In Miami)
Fuck the fame, I want the money, this shit watered down (This shit watered down)
I'll risk my life and take a life to see my daughter smile (To see my baby smile)
Looked at my mama, we a long way from Focus: HOPE (On God)
Ain't never had no plan B, 'cause this my only hope (On God)
Shit changed my life when I seen my uncle smokin' dope (Shit fucked me up)
Risked my n***a loc, my cousin C, that's how we know the ropes, uh (What?)
[Verse 2: BreezeDidIt]
When they talkin' money, bitch, I am the deal (Racks)
You ain't read the paper when you signed your deal (Why not?)
I was off the red, I was crackin' seals (Leanin')
I was off the (Woo), when I swerved the wheel (Gone)
She feelin' like a freak when she off a pill (She a freak)
I been grindin' hard, I'm tryna hit a mil' (Hit a mil')
Why they talkin' reckless when they know I kill? (Know I killed)
I don't gotta fake it, bitch, you know the real (You know the real)
I don't do no dates, I need the head first
I don't trust no n***a with a man purse
They gon' be sick I came Vezz verse
Counted so much money, made my head hurt (Racks)
I be talkin' spicy, chop you like I'm Dyson (Spicy)
I done beat her box up, now she call me Tyson (Call me Tyson)
Tell her how I feel, I got her all excited (Uh)
Say she wanna ride it like she goin' biking
Yeah, I got a Ram, but I'm in a Benz (In a Benz)
Film that bitch fuckin', I see through the lenses (Uh)
She necked me in the whip, she know I got no tints (Got no tints)
I know you know BreezeDidIt and I came again (Sheesh)