Hey (I´m Harry, Harry Potter)
Hey
Hey
Yeah, I put up all half
(Pablo go crazy for this motherfucker)

BigWalkDog
Hey
Hey
Ha
Hey

Protect me from evil, that´s why I stay with this heater
Every time I leave the house, I know if you need it
Knowin´ you really don´t need it, just wanna see me give it out (Huh?)
I bet the bank I got different amounts
I put a Patek into my accounts
The bigger the risk, the bigger the house
The bigger the fool, the figure it out

Hey, I´m looking up, got my head in the clouds

Hopin´ they watching the ground
When I do a show, ain´t no use to patting me down
New poppin´ with thirty some rounds
Might get me a pop and a deuce, then I dirty some down
He a lick ´cause they heard he got pounds
Go do a show, then I prolly go shoot back to the town
Told my cousin to short me one down
Got it right out the mud, I prolly couldn´t walk through a flood
2011, mix water with blood
Had to see what it was
You prolly see what it does, ´cause the streets ain´t got no more love
I show my diamond to both of the judges
They want the choppas, I really wasn´t budgin´
Ain´t talking ´bout time, but that been out the question

Had done showed my status, they got off the subject
Like, fuck it, might turn to a Christian while dodgin´ these bullets
Only see money, he died for the hustle
Don´t want another, won´t die ´til see Juder
I been told my mama I´d die for my brother
He talk how I talk, he touch six figure yearly
A six figure jury, a pot of detergent
I had to go get me some money, it was urgent
Can´t say you were walking, you ain´t hop out Suburban
They know that I´m that nigga, don´t gotta be worried
They gon´ stay in they lane, they ain´t gotta be tourin´
Got fifty on me, all blue and it´s early
Got fifty on me with a switch conversion

Can´t never fake pay, it cost just to purge
Bitch, I´m the one, ain´t no other way to word it
Big legend, I double, can´t put on my jersey
Go and cross you like AI, three shooters like Curry
Put a twenty on the truck, pull up drippin´ and servin´
Show my mama four-hundred, she preachin´ the sermon
The money the subject, I teach what I´m learnin´
Ain´t no way over here, the bridges been burning
For these niggas paternity, got rich ´cause I earned it
I sent money for Christmas, Thanksgiving for turkeys
I promise I´m working, won´t pop no more perky´s
Plus when I´m thirsty, my pops been up searchin´
She got her a Benz, might get her a Birkin

See you with Chanel, they know everything working
I know it ain´t perfect, but working, for certain
You know I´m gon´ ride ´til they open the curtains
You know you was here when my pockets was hurtin´
I carry the load, fix all of the burdens
I´m cut like that, it ain´t come from no surgery
Got all of this shit, I hope it´s working for certain
I been rappin´ with wordplay, been trappin´ since Thursday
First in the whole state, show you a whole thing
At the show with choppas with no aim
Hit one button, it emptied the whole thing
When he get a yo, he gon´ go claim it
I came straight out the trenches, had no name
When you come from the bottom, it´s yo´ game
Come from ramen, to crackers to lo mein

Hey, pray to the Lord, my soul to keep
Hustle and sleep, we all gon´ eat
Got two for the one and one for the freak
They take away places, then how you gon´ eat?
They know where you live, then how you gon´ sleep?
How you gon´ creep? Nigga, how you gon´ beef?
Tryin´ be some shit that you probably won´t be
Hey, pray to the Lord, my soul to keep
Hustle and sleep, we all gon´ eat
Got two for the one and one for the freak
They take away places, then how you gon´ eat?
They know where you live, then how you gon´ sleep?
How you gon´ creep? Nigga, how you gon´ beef?
Tryin´ be some shit that you probably won´t be