I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Clean whip but wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu my bro
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Clean whip a but wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu my bro behind me rollin' pack up
I'm just grateful for the times when I ain't have much
Roll the gas up When I was young, shit, I had asthma
Started smokin', I said, f*ck it, it don't matter
I been really gettin' high, shit, like a ladder
Money stackin' like some books, a different chapter
And I'ma write it out Never know what happens, whatever happens, I grind it out
I'm high as shit, I'm vibin' now, I could be on the island now
Why you actin' like I owe you somethin' when you not around
F*ck back then, I'm poppin' now niggas all be wildin' out
I'm just tryin' get it, I just follow intuition
Sorry girl, I'm different when I'm sippin' If I tell my story, would you listen
Shoot my shot, I got a high percentage
Why you tryin' paint me as a villain
Paid for it, I smoke it till it's finished
You can hate on me, I'm still gon' see a million
I got this cake on me, can grant a couple wishes
I got no fake homies, I'm rockin' with real niggas
You keep that pace homie and you can make a killin
My heart can't break, cause I'm exclusive with my feelings
I'm just workin', makin' music, shit, I'm chillin
Shit ain't perfect, it ain't purple, I won't get it
We been movin' really stagnant and I don't get it
Put that shit up in the past and just forget it
I put no platinum in the backwood, what I get lifted
Grinding on a mission, I need cabbage and a spinach
I be black and I be trippin', I be chasin' all this chicken
Why you hatin' on a nigga
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much Clean whip a wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu, my bro behind me, rollin pack up
I'm just grateful for the times when I ain't have much
Roll the gas up, when I was young, shit, I had asthma
Started smokin', I said, f*ck it, it don't matter
I've been really gettin' higher like a ladder
Money stackin' like some books, a different chapter
Helpin' you when I ain't have much
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Helpin' you when I can't help
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I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Clean whip but wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu my bro
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Clean whip a but wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu my bro behind me rollin' pack up
I'm just grateful for the times when I ain't have much
Roll the gas up When I was young, shit, I had asthma
Started smokin', I said, f*ck it, it don't matter
I been really gettin' high, shit, like a ladder
Money stackin' like some books, a different chapter
And I'ma write it out Never know what happens, whatever happens, I grind it out
I'm high as shit, I'm vibin' now, I could be on the island now
Why you actin' like I owe you somethin' when you not around
F*ck back then, I'm poppin' now niggas all be wildin' out
I'm just tryin' get it, I just follow intuition
Sorry girl, I'm different when I'm sippin' If I tell my story, would you listen
Shoot my shot, I got a high percentage
Why you tryin' paint me as a villain
Paid for it, I smoke it till it's finished
You can hate on me, I'm still gon' see a million
I got this cake on me, can grant a couple wishes
I got no fake homies, I'm rockin' with real niggas
You keep that pace homie and you can make a killin
My heart can't break, cause I'm exclusive with my feelings
I'm just workin', makin' music, shit, I'm chillin
Shit ain't perfect, it ain't purple, I won't get it
We been movin' really stagnant and I don't get it
Put that shit up in the past and just forget it
I put no platinum in the backwood, what I get lifted
Grinding on a mission, I need cabbage and a spinach
I be black and I be trippin', I be chasin' all this chicken
Why you hatin' on a nigga
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much Clean whip a wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu, my bro behind me, rollin pack up
I'm just grateful for the times when I ain't have much
Roll the gas up, when I was young, shit, I had asthma
Started smokin', I said, f*ck it, it don't matter
I've been really gettin' higher like a ladder
Money stackin' like some books, a different chapter
Helpin' you when I ain't have much
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Helpin' you when I can't help
Clean whip but wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu my bro
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Clean whip a but wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu my bro behind me rollin' pack up
I'm just grateful for the times when I ain't have much
Roll the gas up When I was young, shit, I had asthma
Started smokin', I said, f*ck it, it don't matter
I been really gettin' high, shit, like a ladder
Money stackin' like some books, a different chapter
And I'ma write it out Never know what happens, whatever happens, I grind it out
I'm high as shit, I'm vibin' now, I could be on the island now
Why you actin' like I owe you somethin' when you not around
F*ck back then, I'm poppin' now niggas all be wildin' out
I'm just tryin' get it, I just follow intuition
Sorry girl, I'm different when I'm sippin' If I tell my story, would you listen
Shoot my shot, I got a high percentage
Why you tryin' paint me as a villain
Paid for it, I smoke it till it's finished
You can hate on me, I'm still gon' see a million
I got this cake on me, can grant a couple wishes
I got no fake homies, I'm rockin' with real niggas
You keep that pace homie and you can make a killin
My heart can't break, cause I'm exclusive with my feelings
I'm just workin', makin' music, shit, I'm chillin
Shit ain't perfect, it ain't purple, I won't get it
We been movin' really stagnant and I don't get it
Put that shit up in the past and just forget it
I put no platinum in the backwood, what I get lifted
Grinding on a mission, I need cabbage and a spinach
I be black and I be trippin', I be chasin' all this chicken
Why you hatin' on a nigga
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much Clean whip a wide body like a trash truck
I'm in the stu, my bro behind me, rollin pack up
I'm just grateful for the times when I ain't have much
Roll the gas up, when I was young, shit, I had asthma
Started smokin', I said, f*ck it, it don't matter
I've been really gettin' higher like a ladder
Money stackin' like some books, a different chapter
Helpin' you when I ain't have much
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
I was helpin' you when I ain't have much
Helpin' you when I can't help
Writer: Natron Moore
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