For real like
I´m saying they count us out at the right time
You know what I´m saying
That gave us motivation to tuck and gotta do what we do

You know what I´m saying I got the city on my back you know

I came from public houses to a mansion
I lost my family I was feelin´ stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Call a couple bitches cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in out my mind and
I know this music is my soul passion
Last week I spent fifty thousand on my fashion

On red carpet feelin´ like Alladin
Got a bitch from Tokyo I like her accent
Julio Jones ballin´ on Madden
On top enjoy my risin´
Smokin´ woods like I´m in a cabin
Goin´ broke I cannot imagine

No way, how you blastin´ if you plastic
Imma turn wit da cheque get my momma a new crib
I ain´t talking Kodak Black imma get a new crib
I just paid for my side bitch to get a titties filled
And she tried to suck me up for them new Fendi heels
I been in it for a long time need some new deals
I been in 4gs it for a long time need some new wheels
Percocet with the xannex new some new pills
Traded in that new Hellcat to see a coup wheel
Turn up

I came from public houses to a mansion
I lost my family I was feelin´ stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Call a couple bitches cause I had no manners

I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in out my mind and
I know this music is my soul passion
Last week I spent fifty thousand on my fashion

I´m with Zoey on the jet skis
Two cars imma switch keys
Fuck the old heads they miss lead
Only the family stand for family
I lost my blood thats insanity
Shout out Tory cuz he signed to me
I´m wit a boss bitch count them gs
Count my cheese up
Got a passport she got a Visa
Its perfect picture Mona Lisa
They did´t believe us
Hope they never need us
While the police try to discriminate us

And I got these diamonds just to please my haters
Gotta get this money gotta chase that paper
While these niggas try to assassinate us
I got a Glock and it came with lasers

I came from public houses to a mansion
I lost my family I was feelin´ stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Call a couple bitches cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in out my mind and
I know this music is my soul passion
Last week I spent fifty thousand on my fashion