I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
Cuz niggas always lerk one day you here the next u gone
R.i.p x until I'm gone
I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
I'm stickin with my bros cuz that the motherf*cking code
I need that guap I'm on the road
I need that guap I'm on the road
I'm snappin on this beat you know a nigga on a roll
I'm tryna see my family eat I'm tryna see my family grow
And That's the motherf*cking goal
And Shout out my fam and shout out my niggas who really believed me
And f*ck all you fakes who done lied to my face and str8 up decieved me
Stacking cheese on my plate ion care if they hate, smoking gas it relieves me
And no I cannot relate, diamonds all on my chain, they be drippin like Fiji
I'm in the Stu bitch I'm grinding so stop callin my phone
Switching lanes non stop cuz I'm just tryna make my own
Remix the sprite with some of that wok I feel so gone
Don't need no clout just need this cheese and dats fosho
Just need this cheese and dats fosho
Im just tryna make my own, yeah, woah
I feel so gone...
I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
Cuz niggas always leark one day you here the next u gone
R.i.p x until I'm gone
I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
I'm stickin with my bros cuz that the mother f*cking code
I need that guap I'm on the road
And Bitch I'm wilin
Feel slump I'm steady vibin
Shawty said come thru so you know that I'm slidin
And She gon ride me
This blunt is what I'm lighting
Lil Spazz be dripping water call my ass Poseidon
Ion f*ck w no fakes
They was friends but they snakes
Had to run from the Jakes
Had no food on my plate
Now I'm feeling so great
Wavy nigga, I'm jus tryna get pay
Tryna come up, get my dawgs out the bay
If u run up, bullets make u dance like ballet
Lil nigga remember I beat that case
You want beef nigga ima cook up a steak
Hmm
I'm pouring lean I sip that shit I luv tha taste
Shawty love it when designer on my waist
I'm rollin gas I'm finna smoke it to the faceee
And niggas clownin yeah them jits just live to hate
And them jits just love to hate
Huh... yuh
This that 2018 shit, Im just by my Lone
I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
Cuz niggas always leark one day you here the next u gone
R.i.p x until I'm gone
I'm finna come up by my lone
No handouts in these streets no I can't never trust a soul
I'm sticking with my bros cuz that the motherf*cking code
I need that guap I'm on the road