Uh, Look
I hear these boys talking down but I don't understand tho
I swear these pictures that I paint is like a classic Van Gogh
I need my money ample
I'm tryna hop up out this honda and land in a lambo
Mansion in Orlando
Yeah, I know it's lit cause my flow is doper then opiates
It's appropriate to say im a potential G.O.A.T in this
I see they pocket watchin on some nosy shit, hold my dick
Im tryna flip I ain't even cop me a rollie yet
2020 see it in my driveway that'll be great
Walk up out the meeting with a milli' in my briefcase
I need my cake, I need my cheese I need my cheesecake
Tryna leave the bank, lookin like I just won a sweepstakes
Orange colorеd coupe like the logo in Nickеlodeon
Haters lookin salty I see faces full of sodium
I know he fake, just look how they over appropriate
I don't relate, I'm collecting heads for my trophy case
Im tryna be Kobe great, Mamba Mentality
So I can't stop until the top is my reality
I'm stocking up on beats 'til the day I stay on the master suite
Came a long way from them days of trappin on Havell St
They don't know the history
Then I did some things that could've land me in a prison tee
Only touched the county couple time's for lil misdemeans
They was tryna get some information but i wouldn't sing
Uh uh
Hand on my toast keep my enemies close
There's a thin line between a friend and a foe
You stick your neck out for a nigga and he severed your throat
Neglected his oath for the greed that disrespected the code
It's nasty work out here
I've seen white tees turn to burgundy shirts out here
Grandma said dont play in them streets cause you'll get hurt out there
But I'm still posted on the block like whats the word out here
Dollar and a dream is all I got
Yuh
Solitary Confinement, you understand me, four walls
I watched four people hang themselves you understand me
I wonder if anybody has the same mentality as I do
God don't need me, and the devil don't want me
So I'm here on Earth
But if I go down to the motherfuckin hell guess what's gon happen
It's gon' freeze over