Aye
I was down on my dick only needed one wish
Aye told myself don't go back in that fits
Cause be real that's the shit that keep us from these wrenches
They do shit for the gram but act broke for these bithces
Aye, I'm a man I take care of my children
I do all this rap just to change how we living
They don't know all the real that I come from the
Trenches them ditches I swear em bitches is wicked
A bitch nigga reach for my chain and we blitzing
Aye yea I'm rich but still step in them Balenci's
Remember them days used to dream bout Givenchy
Was hitting them licks cause my pockets was empty
Aye, me and T was sharing one piece of chicken
Was so fucking broke couldn't even buy me a biscuit
Couldn't clear out my throat cause the drink was 2.50
Now I'm up every month swear Im touching like 60
Aye bitch I'm active so please do not diss me
Cause I'm quick to have niggas gone who talking missing
I turnt up in a year now I'm running my city
Be real ain't too many that's just fucking with me
Glasses cover my eyes but I still see the pity
They mad cause I'm up and they quit fucking with me
Left they ass in dust you can tell cause they dingey
And they broke how you sell weed but you skimping
Since I touched the bag every day I've been drinking
Every function we in, they respecting is cripping
If they don't we on go in the club we gon flip them
I remember them days it was dubs in the kitchen
I been moving too fast
So its lines that I'm Sipping
15 deep at my shows see a opp and then hit him
Partna turned to a hoe tried to make me the villain
Not tripping I'm standing on 10 and I'm with it
Aye
Since I touched the bag every day I've been drinking
Every function we in, they respecting is cripping
If they don't we on go in the club we gon flip them
I remember them days it was dubs in the kitchen
I been moving too fast
So its lines that I'm Sipping
15 deep at my shows see a opp and then hit him
Partna turned to a hoe tried to make me the villain
Not tripping I'm standing on 10 and I'm with it
Aye
I was down on my dick only needed one wish
Aye told myself dont go back in that fits
Cause be real that's the shit that keep us from these wrenches
They do shit for the gram but act broke for these bithces
Aye, I'm a man I take care of my children
I do all this rap just to change how we living
They don't know all the real that I come from the
Trenches them ditches I swear em bitches is wicked
A bitch nigga reach for my chain and we blitzing
Aye yea I'm rich but still step in them balenci's
Remember them days used to dream bout Givenchy
Was hitting them licks cause my pockets was empty
Aye, me and T was sharing one piece of chicken
Was so fucking broke couldn't even buy me a biscuit
Couldn't clear out my throat cause the drink was 2.50
Now I'm up every month swear Im touching like 60