81 (feat. Logic)

Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh-huh, yeah

Tell on anyone, haha

This shit out of pocket, y'all

You want the real, you're gon' get it

I'm shootin' films, they extended (uh-huh)

Givin' life, Kama Sutra

I know they kill for position (they kill for it)

Stackin' bills independent and bein' willfully ignant (fuck y'all)

I hold grudges 'cause they're free, it's gon' always be tension

Where everyone who said they had my back

And then just ran off (Pussy)

Ate my momma cooking, act like family, I can't stand y'all

Had the vision since thirteen like Willie Randolph (uh-huh)

Can't slow up

It's people that we started with we can't call (woo)

Tellin' bitches

"Hands off, your fingers way too grubby"

(Get off me)

Said, "You don't do pink?

And you don't like 'em chubby?"

Yeah, I heard that

Parked the whip and curb tapped (shee)

Say it's off the dome

But we can tell you rehearsed that

(You heard that shit)

Never bought a Birk bag

If I ever do please murk Trav

So deep into my duffel

TSA gon' wanna search that, yeah

I'm the cleanest little genius they would classify a dirtbag

(I don't like that lie)

Plan along like fuck 'em

Brought their energy of Kurt back

(Wait woah, you can't say that)

Wait, woah-woah, hatin'? Tell 'em go croak

Workin' on my own strain

I don't lie or blow smoke

Ain't booked, it's this a no go (nah)

Captain got a boat load

Grew up on menudo, skatin'

Runnin' from the cholos, real shit

Want a piece? I tell 'em take you some

(If you want something in this world you gotta take it)

'Cause they run the world, we make it run

(You can't stand around complacent)

Made a little, I ain't made enough

Wildin' since a youngin', be the same until I'm eighty-one

(The world don't owe you shit)

Want a piece? I tell 'em take you some

(You gotta fuckin' take it, man)

'Cause they run the world, we make it run

(You gotta have that killer mentality)

Made a little, I ain't made enough

Wildin' since a youngin'

Be the same until I'm eighty-one

Do what you love from the heart

And fuck all the bullshit

I ain't finna look back on my life and regret

Been in love with music

Since the day that we met

Ready, set, get it

Since ninety I've been committed to eighty-one

Who fuckin' with it?

Coastin', LA to New York

No, I ain't boastin'

I got albums in the chamber

These rappers is all in danger

The Messiah, like I was born in a manger

SP1200, beats in abundance

You scared to grow your talent, it's stuntin'

I give it to whoever want it

Malibu's most blunted

I'm rhymin' for not a reason (don't be hatin')

Fuck appeasin' to the people

Livin' life to the fullest, like ain't no sequel

'Cause it might not be, so rock with me

Ink on the page, every day I feel my age

I'm only thirty-three, that's forty-eight to go

A lot more to do, a lot more to see

If I had advice to give, it'd probably be

Do yourself and never try to be someone in the

Mirror that they can't see

But what do I know? I'm just reflectin'

Straight to the heart like a lethal injection

Behind bars like corrections

Lay down the law with no objections

Fuckin' with me, you gon' need witness protection, what

Want a piece? I tell 'em take you some

'Cause they run the world, we make it run

Made a little, I ain't made enough

Wildin' since a youngin', be the same until I'm eighty-one

Want a piece? I tell 'em take you some

'Cause they run the world, we make it run

Made a little, I ain't made enough

Wildin' since a youngin', be the same until I'm eighty-one

You know sometimes

You have to fuckin take shit

Fuckin snack that shit

Go for it