Yah
Cal cal cal
Back in this fuckin bitch
Yah
They say facing ya fearsll turn you to a man
My fear is being broke i dont understand
Tryna jump on tracks you is just a fan
Brodie keep a tool he a handyman
Moc know i keep this shit moving
Coming for greatness know i cant be losing
I get to the bag while yo alarm be snoozing
Fucked that bitch so hard think her asscheeks bruising
I'm tryna get rich what you know bout that
I ain't settle for less so I can't hold back
We was kids running up the fuckin trap
Most you rappers be fake and thats a fuckin fact
He was fuckin w my brother he had to move cities
If he come back gone get popped like a pilly
Want smoke w the gang we finna get gritty
All these hoes like my music so my bitch get shitty
Ay bandz he got them hands man
He be sleeping fools like he the sand man
Akxy got them kicks like he lui kang
Spotty murk a motherfucker like he gang bang
Said moc we a problem
Smoking gas we the green gobling
Cal he too cold needa coffin
Yeah imma have this shit popping
They say facing ya fearsll turn you to a man
My fear is being broke i don't understand
Tryna jump on tracks you is just a fan
Brodie keep a tool he a handyman
Moc know i keep this shit moving
Coming for greatness know I can't be losing
I get to the bag while yo alarm be snoozing
Fucked that bitch so hard think her asscheeks bruising
Pulled up onna fucka for some xannys
But im still a sweet boy to his mammy
Came in my bitch need a plan b
I swear all these fucks can't stand me
But that change up when you get to the bag
Now they all wanna know wanna talk wanna brag
Cuz they know that cal finna blow up like a frag
Hear em talkin all that shit told brodie load a mag
Piecing this shit up like im stylebender
Chillin w bums yall gone drown together
Change up my style when it change the weather
No one gone hit it she know I'm better
I was drowning in the molly i was geekin
Now I'm finna stay in on the weekend
Drop hits til they gotta stop sleeping
Told her give me that head or I'm leaving
They say facing ya fearsll turn you to a man
My fear is being broke I don't understand
Tryna jump on tracks you is just a fan
Brodie keep a tool he a handyman
Moc know I keep this shit moving
Coming for greatness know I can't be losing
I get to the bag while yo alarm be snoozing
Fucked that bitch so hard think her asscheeks bruising