[Chorus]
Looking at my scale, talking to the work
Like you better not bring an L, you better give them hell
Phone keep ringing, I be juggling different sails
Looking at my scale

[Verse]
Benz V12, so far up out my reach
I got visions of me parking that, while covered in the mink
While I rep my hood on a diamond link
California plg, California king when I sleep
But at the moment, I'm just sleeping on the couch
Creeping to an ounce, grannie sware they gon' raid the house
She told me get a job, I'm like what for?
[?] fuck no
In the living room, talking to my custos
Sitting on [?] in case this shit go
Left instead of right, invеsting in the white
Had to see a necklacе [?] with ice
Bitch, guess the price
I got dreams, n***a
My mans'll settle for crumbs
I hope he dream bigger
Tryna live like a motherfucking king, n***a
Until I hit my goal
Fuck being seen, n***a
Fuck a sceen, n***a
I'm in the trentches politicing while bottle sipping
My dollars flipping
No choice, I gotta get it
Plug, do you got a minute?
If you could front me a chicken, what would be the ticket?
He laughed at me, like, boy, you still a lil n***a
Fuck it, I'ma buy my own work then
My homework, had to put my whole damn home to work
My advantage was local fiends, I ain't have to search
And we ain't treat them like dirt, if they show work
Took a loss, found my watch, got my hustle on
Duffle bag full of work, got the duffle gone
Climbed out the hole, now I'm back, ho
Them broke days tought me how to stack more
[Chorus]
Looking at my scale, talking to the work
Like you better not bring an L, you better give them hell
Phone keep ringing, I be juggling different sails
Looking at my scale