33

Can you, uh, cut everything up in my headphones a little bit?

Thank you very much

Thank you

Yeah, yeah, uh

So let me just gas this shit like

crash the whip, I'm showing off on accident

Passionate and sick, I'm Kobe Bean with the assist

'Cause I won't pass to them

I break it down and roll it on my lonely

'Cause I don't want no fake homies, no Manolos, only Tonys

And this world is mine, I knew that since my daddy reached his climax

You think that it's sick, I think it's honest

I smoke a whole eighth throughout the day, call it surviving

My mind is like a safe that I'm just filling up with problems

God, thank you for my girl, we fuck, I know she feel my pain

She hold me tight and grip my back and tell me give her everything

I live my life against the grain, to be like them, I'm so allergic

I'm dirty, there's no detergent

Not worried 'cause they ain't perfect

With these words, I been serving the streets

Don't matter if I'm serving the

streets you on, I'm still helpin' 'em eat

Don't matter if I come in second place, it's not certain defeat

Don't matter what you say, everyone know you just speaking to speak

No matter what you say, even if I'm broke, I'm still keeping it me

All you listen to is hoes so how the fuck is you keeping it G?

You see how I live so discrete, woe is me

I got money deservedly

Been through hell and back with gasoline

drawers on, and yet I'm still flourishing

So I know you niggas heard of me

I won't take your girl, just take her heart and call it surgery

Please don't speak on me foul, that shit is called perjury

I'm tryna put my nephew in a Benz before I'm 33

Tryna put these habits down before they start hurtin' me

Searching for a real one in this world

is like tryna find a Jollibee in Harlem

Don't even get me started

I spit my fucking soul and they been stalling

And they been stalling

Livin' like Ace, hundred racks in the safe

Eating chow mein, baby from Spain, played it safe

Monopolize and build a brand so big, they can't break it

Six figures off of retail, damn, this shit crazy (Goddamn)

Real nigga off top so I ain't trippin' off much

Knocked baby off the 'Gram, took her out for some lunch

I've been tryna make it shake, I been outside for a month

A fresh orange juice, something slight in the blunt

Like my OG Deuce told me, man, it's never enough

A two piece and Burlon game, automatic, I'm up

I like to keep my whips clean but barely drive 'em, I'm nuts

My bitch got a lil' whip so she be pickin' me up

Baby girl, this not a Wraith, but shit, this Uber a 'luxe

LJ, Caleborate, love, who cooler than us?

I analyze the situation and take my time with it

We can't do much, love, I'm on the time light (Sock it to me)

Accountant knockin' at my door, I gotta sign shit (Goddamn)

Ocean view, orange juice, and an omelette (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

When I wanna drop shit, bitch, I drop shit (Numbers)

I'm nonchalant to the bitch but really having chips, off the dribble

Check, yeah

You're doing good

Sock it to me

We ain't come to this motherfucker to play no games

You know what I'm sayin'?

Somethin' slight

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Man, good job

Caleborate, I got you

Numbers, bad

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy