Working all fall just to ball this summer
Ask my nigga Larry I been doing numbers
Ose used to scoop me up in that red Hummer
Rubbing my hands like Baby the number one stunner
She call me arrogant cause she ain't on my level
We rock a lot of jewelry cause we ain't get no medals
Got cut from the team still crack the cheerleaders
With Nick Ralph down sitting in the bleachers
Coldest nigga from my city that's real shit
Pops from the midwest moms from Mississip
Really I'm just grinding to see how far I get
If I ain't working on the brand I'm fuckin' with the whips
That Caddy looking good and I kept it stock
High beam headlights lighting up the block
Heard at the bottom it's lonely at the top
So when niggas change up I ain't even shock
No matter what gotta keep shit moving
Fuck what a nigga say if yo shit improving
Kept it g with myself now the brand booming
Hope y'all don't believe all the shit y'all consuming
This rap shit lame and these hoes corny
My jawn from New Orleans bout to be an attorney
Had some Thai for lunch grabbed some Vans from Journeys