I can´t step back on my block without no W
Lil´ bitch think I´m finna chase, yeah, I´ll find another you
I´m outchea thuggin´, rollin´ stogies from this gas station

I´m duckin´ paparazzi flash, lil´ bitch, I´m trap famous
So many people know my pockets, it´s like my stash famous
I remember bein´ so broke, shit, I ain´t wanna have no babies
We was project playin´ ´til Clip came with that black Mercedes
If you was pussy then, you pussy now, nigga, you can´t erase it
I never saw us becoming famous in my imagination
Sat in too many rooms with losers who was procrastinatin´
Screamin´, "Gang, gang, gang," it seemed so fascinatin´
The gang is at the wall, 0 and three, they catchin´ cases
On the block, that´s where I back the Wraiths

Shinin´ on these white folk that was actin´ racist
When your influence too big then they assassinate ya
When you keep this shit too real they wanna fabricate ya
Baby mama on my phone, she outchea bitchin´ at me
Don´t talk to me right now, my dawg, I´m trigger happy
It´s like my girlfriend always mad whenever a nigga happy
It´s like my girlfriend always mad whenever my niggas happy
Out in Amsterdam, I´m at the coffee shop
I ain´t conversatin´ if you talk a lot
Niggas only half-winnin´, shit, we one and two
So I can´t step back on my block without no W