[Intro]
Can't rush the vibe, Rando

[Chorus]
Tell my story, I don't rap about Pateks
These n***as ain't servin', these n***as be addicts
Run up them racks, put them under the mattress
Been down the road, made my mama unhappy
I be mad at the world when I'm 'posed to be happy
But now I can take care my folks from just rappin'
I'm askin' the Lord is this 'posed to be happenin'?
Now I'm askin' the Lord is this 'posed to be happenin'?
Talkin' everything lit, young n***a get rich, this how I'm 'posed to be
Used to fuck with you tough, then you broke that trust, now you can't get close to me, oh, nah, nah
Hope God forgive a n***a, I keep forgetting for to pray
I robbed too many n***as, I keep my pistol every day

[Verse]
And I told all the team it won't mean nothin' when I die with dawg
Just promise me that y'all won't never rush the vibe
Cut down on the sleep, we ain't got nothin' but some time
And another thing, just make sure that my killer die
Got all these vibes on me
They was blind back then, but they lookin' now
Probably heard how I cook the crack up, yeah
Now she wan' hook back up
N***as tend dick, cuffin' every bitch that I fucked, yeah
I don't want her no more, man, you n***as can have it
I'm trappin' in traffic, we ridin' with ratchets
We run up them racks, put it under the mattress
It's easy to fall when you at the top
How could I not if I see an opp?
He just might not, but I'm gonna pop
These n***as get shot when I get the drop
We kicked the door down
N***as know that it's up now
N***as shit out of luck now
Tryna score, it's a touchdown
Give a fuck 'bout that bustdown
I'm in love with the gun sound
[Chorus]
Tell my story, I don't rap about Pateks
These n***as ain't servin', these n***as be addicts
Run up them racks, put them under the mattress
Been down the road, made my mama unhappy
I be mad at the world when I'm 'posed to be happy
But now I can take care my folks from just rappin'
I'm askin' the Lord is this 'posed to be happenin'?
Now I'm askin' the Lord is this 'posed to be happenin'?
Talkin' everything lit, young n***a get rich, this how I'm 'posed to be
Used to fuck with you tough, then you broke that trust, now you can't get close to me, oh, nah, nah
Hope God forgive a n***a, I keep forgetting for to pray
I robbed too many n***as, I keep my pistol every day

[Outro]
And I told all the team it won't mean nothin' when I die with dawg
Just promise me that y'all won't never rush the vibe
Cut down on the sleep, we ain't got nothin' but some time
And another thing, just make sure that my killer die, uh
Uh, uh, uh
I robbed too many n***as, I keep my pistol every day, uh