Music: Christopher Lloyd Ellington/Jevaughan Brown
I'm with this dark skin goodie or this fine light baddie
I'm flying Cali nigga I don't fly no Ammi
Soon as I bust this case I'm flying Miami
I'll put on my bally if you vio my family
Still on the goldhawk where they say I don't walk
Two niggas with a stick five niggas with a hawk
And we scared of the feds like how my akis scared of the pork
Tell the truth I wouldn't dare in the court
Lost a half a mil this year and lost ten squares
The amount of money I lost would've had you in tears
Everybody think I'm rich but I'm still not there
Look I'm still whipping crack with the nitties by the stairs
You can ask my nigga Ox if I ran through a million
And we ain't giving up till the figures a billion
Tryna ball like Killian and stay resilient
I'm still getting paid so **** your opinion
I'm getting better with my rap
But they dont knoe I'm better in the trap
Check the streams I make a hundred times that
Go check the interview if you wanna know the truth
Cause one thing about me there's no lying in the booth
I'm with this dark skin goodie or this fine light baddie
I'm flying Cali nigga I don't fly no Ammi
Soon as I bust this case I'm flying Miami
I'll put on my Bally if you vio my family
Still on the goldhawk where they say I don't walk
Two niggas with a stick five niggas with a hawk
And we scared of the feds like how my akis scared of the pork
Tell the truth I wouldn't dare in the court
Still in the kitchen with a brick of the snow
I drop it then I lock it then I put it on road
I send a couple hits out but it's nothing to boast
How you say you got them bodies but got nothing to show
Let me tell you bout my life how it's been from a child
I'm from west and we the ones making it wild
I hardly smile cause I still ain't made it out
Large amounts I ain't stopping till it's in my account
You know the crack yeah I'm whipping it back
Take it L smoke a L but I'm flipping it back
You know the crack yeah I'm whipping it back
Six figures up in jail you ain't did it like that
I'm with this dark skin goodie or this fine light baddie
I'm flying Cali nigga I don't fly no Ammi
Soon as I bust this case I'm flying Miami
I'll put on my bally if you vio my family
Still on the goldhawk where they say I don't walk
Two niggas with a stick five niggas with a hawk
And we scared of the feds like how my akis scared of the pork
Tell the truth I wouldn't dare in the court