Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ask my pops, can you teach me how to make it happen
On that block, makin' money, tryin' to make some magic
Came from poverty, mixing, matching' now I'm matching
I can't stop sinnin, gotta pray to God, do some fasting
We pull up men in black, them blicks is up a lot of flashing
Protect my family, protect my assets, or else I'm crashing
Money moves, I get a ration
Gotta feed my family, tryin' to do this shit a different way
The feds tryna can me
Ask my pops, can they teach me how to make it happen
He kicked me off the porch and said, boy, go get some action
I can't even trust you, especially if you ain't even in my bracket
I don't even understand it, why are you even standing
24 hours standing, 360 spinning
And them boys in all black and yes, they shooting ' cannons
And they throwing' them far, something just like Peyton Manning
Make sure you cover your face, because they lookin' for black men
Applying all this pressure, I don't need no lecture
Blue faces in my hand, damn, I love the texture
Had to cut you from the plan, cause you acting extra
You either in it or you're not, f*ck it, I'ma stepper
Applying all this pressure, I don't need no lecture
Blue faces in my hand, damn, I love the texture
Had to cut you from the plan, cause you acting extra
You either in it or you're not, f*ck it, I'ma stepper