Free the team, 25´s finest man
Free Bundles, Free Ping
Free Jack, Free Lilz
Free my fucking nigga Ling man

On my little big meat shit, shit I don´t sleep shit
Gotta go hard, so my neices don´t need shit
Water round my neck, make a nigga feel seasick
Money turn you blind, certain times you can´t see shit
I pull up in a Audi, leave your baby mum speechless
Before I sold grub, how they hell are man eating
I was outside shit, you was probably sleeping
Gave a man a samle, came back and said he´s tweaking
Line blowing off in a record label meeting
Still ain´t making sense what the record labels speaking
Pedal to the metal foot down you know I´m speeding
I ain´t seen my mum in 10 years can you believe it

Growing up I seen nice things in out t-fit
Living with my auntie and I never told my teachers
Now I´m on a radio, rap, trap ratio
Rose gold cuban link almost cost a slate of snow
And all my killys making dough
Bagging up flake and crow, steady on paper flow