[Intro]
(Hitmaka)
Max, you know what it is
Yeah
It's 3 a.m. in this bitch, right now, yeah
All my n***as just be fly with me
We in this bitch goin' hard
Ankle monitor on
I'm still workin'
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Cut the lights off and I think at night
Shit, so hard to sleep
Sober all day but I drink at night
Tryna stop my heart from the bleedin'
These lost boys but the streets made demons
Know the block gon' support my needs
It's a hard knock life like a JAY CD
And I ain't never know about Neiman's
Yeah, I know how you feel (I know how you feel, n***a, I was there too)
Yeah, I know how you feel when you gotta play second
To n***as you know that ain't real (No cap)
I know how you feel when you feel like you stuck in this shit
So you takin' them pills (Facts)
My homie just called me and told me he got to his spot
'Bout to take him a deal (Free gang)
Yeah, I know how you feel (I know how you feel)
Yeah, I know how you feel when you stuck on that block with thеm hitters from sundown 'til mornin' (Facts)
I know how you feel when that pain keep on comin'
So what I did? Kept on rеcordin' (Kept on recordin')
Sorry mama, I was hardheaded but I wanted them Jordan's
[Chorus]
Get on them n***as' heels 'bout ya bro, we gon' spin for us
Fuck it though, bro got the air holes on the pole
How can this bitch ever think I love her when she twerk dance on this pole?
She gon' smash on the bros
God forbid a n***a run into some shit I cannot control
Ain't that how the story go?
I cannot let this internet shit make me who I am (No)
Yeah, I cannot lose who I love for them bitches on the 'Gram (Can't)
Yeah, I cannot let the streets take me back, look how far I came (Look how far I came)
Yeah, it's therapeutic, n***a
Take a deep breath, it's in God's hands (it's in God's hands)

[Verse 2]
I know I had me when it was really nothin' else (Facts)
Still workin', n***a, still patient, n***a, still bettin' on myself (Still bettin' on myself)
Still can eyeball the work, all dimes if it ever came to that (No cap)
So many died when they was in they prime
Left the crib and never made it back (Yeah)
How could I ever leave without my strap? (Yeah, yeah)
How could I ever put trust in a sucker that go on the 'Gram and talk bad about his bro when he in his feelings?
Knowin' you good when I get a million (Knowin' you good, n***a)
Knowin' the shit that I'm up against (Yeah)
Knowin' that I'd be the first one to jump out the window if anything goin' left (I'm right there)
And you be knowin' a n***a stressed (You be knowin' a n***a stressed)
I'm thankful that I don't be juggin' and duckin' them cops no more (Facts)
My OG just told me to stay focused
I don't gotta worry 'bout opps no more (I don't gotta worry 'bout opps)
But how can I listen to you?
When you don't be playing that block no more? (When you ain't even out here with us)
They said the worst thing is wasted talent
But I know what I got, for sure (I know what I got)
And I know what I gots to do (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Get on them n***as' heels 'bout ya bro, we gon' spin for us
Fuck it though, bro got the air holes on the pole
How can this bitch ever think I love her when she twerk dance on this pole?
She gon' smash on the bros
God forbid a n***a run into some shit I cannot control
Ain't that how the story go?
I cannot let this internet shit make me who I am (No)
Yeah, I cannot lose who I love for them bitches on the 'Gram (Can't)
Yeah, I cannot let the streets take me back, look how far I came (Look how far I came)
Yeah, it's therapeutic, n***a
Take a deep breath, it's in God's hands (it's in God's hands)