Yeah
I gave ´em my music, they ran with my style, style
Bring your clique, I run through it, gave ´em an L, L

First one to chow down, nigga, I´m famous
I got a chip on my shoulder, eat that shit with a sandwich
Bet you thought I was done and finished, Max, he ain´t going over
We can do bullshit music, we can flow mediocre
We can just post some pictures, we can be one-hit wonders
Bitches won´t know the difference, they keep me from going under
Still on parole, still I smoke hella dabble
Still I drink heavy liquor, got a bitch that sniff hella powder
These are true stories, real-live facts
Federales want me to give up my sources and contacts
My melody synthesized, they had me forever
All my ties, had to sever, dope, all that intricate in the past

Niggas killing niggas, they want genocide
We ain´t going back, they´ll never take my men alive

Taking their bitches and getting ´em high
24/7 hustling, always working to get my paper up
Counting up so much money, now my thumbs are getting paper cuts
Hear what these niggas saying on the line, but I think they play too much
Everybody saying some new shit need to drop, guess what, the wait is up
Young Khalifa got a pound next to the bed soon as I´m waking up
I don´t even know which car I´m gonna drive, might pick my favorite one
Niggas out here tripping on that fentanyl, man, that´s them crazy drugs

Might be cool, but I don´t let shit slide, you could never play me, cuz

Might be sunny outside, but I save it for a rainy one
VIP list, check it, that´s what my name be on
Young rich nigga, ask her, that´s what your lady want
Ain´t gon´ never stop, I´ll be working ´til I´m eighty-one

If my nigga rolling up, I tell him roll me one
Out in Miami on a jet ski, whipping with my son
Kiki on the river, hop out the yacht and get some brunch
I´m with all my niggas, I´m with all my day ones

Always talking shit, but you got insufficient funds
Never let ´em see my path, not leaving bread crumbs
They get through with all the love, that´s when the hate comes
I was young and hopeless, that´s where all the rage from
Went and got a Porsche, Ty Dolla got the same one
Can´t skip through the book, gotta start out on page one
Looking through my roof, pull out a joint and blaze one
Think I´m bulletproof, you´ll find out where I came from

Might be sunny outside, but I save it for a rainy one

VIP list, check it, that´s what my name be on
Young rich nigga, ask her, that´s what your lady want
Ain´t gon´ never stop, I´ll be working ´til I´m eighty-one

You know that I´ma always be a Taylor
That´s the way I live, the way I live
You know that I´ma always be a Taylor
That´s the way I live, the way I live
When I say Taylor, you say Gang
Taylor (Gang)
Taylor (Gang)
When I say Taylor, you say Gang
Taylor (Gang)
Taylor (Gang)

And still the champion remains
From all the bullshit, we refrain
She play the game with you, but really she want that Kush and Orange Juice
That´s why she here with us
Pass me my lighter, baby