Clark Street Baby (feat. Big Scarr)

AClef Vibes on the beat

I ain't have shit to my name till the first or the third

Middle o'clock, tryna catch me a serve

Too deep for tears, that shit for the birds

I'ma die 'bout respect, is you slidin' 'bout yours?

Chicago fitted, I'm straight from the city, you wanna come get it? I got it, it's yours

Promethazine just to help with my nerves

I'm doing good, say, "**** what you heard"

Time on the clock, don't stop for no one

Standin' on ten, won't run, I'm on one

He think I'm pussy, make me have to show one

He ain't gon' shoot it, that forty his show gun

I'm with them killers, make me have to send 'em, I run with them sinners, I know they'll take somethin'

I want the hundreds and money since day one

Lay where you play and your soul, I'll take one

How they gon' hate on me?

Noodles and crackers, I'm straight from the street

Breakin' in houses, flippin' them couches, can't find the money, we takin' TVs

I ain't have a dime in my wallet

Soaked up the knowledge

The shit that the D-boy taught me

I'm sippin' Wocky like coffee, no coughin'

**** **** play, he get put in a coffin

I want that money, let's skip all the talkin'

This for them days me and lil' cuz was walkin'

Late night stalkin'

Commotion, I'm causing

Won't stop till I'm up and whole team bosses

Gamblin', takin' them losses

Too many crosses, it's makin' me cautious

Can't trust a soul, I'm stepping with caution

Play with that K, I'ma step if you drop it

I'm out in public, can't see it in my pocket

From nothin' to somethin', shot up like a rocket

I got the key to the hood like a locket

Still post on the block like I'm Giannis or Jocket

Pop out, chain on frost, they watching

We do it once and they copy it and jock it

Run up a check, got a reason to flex, used to rap for the free, now they pay me, deposit

When you play with a check, gotta move a lil' smarter

Punchin' on shit like my name Vince Carter

Water in harder, snakes out the garden

The only way I'ma keep goin' up farther

She wanna ****, I'ma charge her, I watch the money get larger and larger

Run up a check till my soul departure

Graduated the trenches, I ain't make it to Harvard

I ain't have shit to my name till the first or the third

Middle o'clock, tryna catch me a serve

Too deep for tears, that shit for the birds

I'ma die 'bout respect, is you slidin' 'bout yours?

Chicago fitted, I'm straight from the city, you wanna come get it? I got it, it's yours

Promethazine just to help with my nerves

I'm doing good, say, "**** what you heard"

Time on the clock, don't stop for no one

Standin' on ten, won't run, I'm on one

He think I'm pussy, make me have to show one

He ain't gon' shoot it, that forty his show gun

Uh, yeah

Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm on one

That **** bitch, you can tell he ain't on nothin'

Hop in the 'Cat and burn out, do a donut

Used to post on the block sellin' dope till the sun up

'Member them days prayin' to God for a come-up

Now, it's ice on my wrist and I'm thumbin' through commas

Just got a call from lil' Wunna, said, "Boy, you a stunner"

"You get this shit from your mama"

My brodie just sent me a text, said he know that I'm tired, he love me, just gotta keep goin'

Money or drugs, neither one heal the pain

Who can I call when my back 'gainst the grain?

It's crazy, but when it get dark, it rain

This for people that know they call on my name

**** all my haters, I know that they watchin'

All on my page, yeah, I know that they copy

I'ma sit back, keep stackin' the profit

Can't no **** pop it the way that I pop it

I ain't have shit to my name till the first or the third

Middle o'clock, tryna catch me a serve

Too deep for tears, that shit for the birds

I'ma die 'bout respect, is you slidin' 'bout yours?

Chicago fitted, I'm straight from the city, you wanna come get it? I got it, it's yours

Promethazine just to help with my nerves

I'm doing good, say, "**** what you heard"

Time on the clock, don't stop for no one

Standin' on ten, won't run, I'm on one

He think I'm pussy, make me have to show one

He ain't gon' shoot it, that forty his show gun

I ain't have shit to my name till the first or the third

Middle o'clock, tryna catch me a serve

Too deep for tears, that shit for the birds

I'ma die 'bout respect, is you slidin' 'bout yours?

Chicago fitted, I'm straight from the city, you wanna come get it? I got it, it's yours

Promethazine just to help with my nerves

I'm doing good, say, "**** what you heard"

Time on the clock, don't stop for no one

Standin' on ten, won't run, I'm on one

He think I'm pussy, make me have to show one

He ain't gon' shoot it, that forty his show gun