Moved out my momma house
Remember f*ckin on the couch
Had thots running in and out
You woulda thought it was my House
In them trenches we had mouse
Now I'm on a mission to move Fam out
I need some money a big Amount
2mill to start off just about
Hell yeah I need a f*ckin mill & Tell the Truth ain't tryna sign No f*ckin deal
Nowadays every nigga claim That they Real
I ain't gotta cap I still gat ppl in Dat field
Smoking make my heart feel like It's Startin to heal
Still don't believe some my boys Really got kill
I be high as shit but ain't never Popped no pill
I can tell if you fake or if you Real
I came up different so I might Act funny
Remember I seen a nigga dead Wrapped Up like a mummy (DOA)
Nightmares in them trenches But not bout No zombies
F*cked alotta hoes for me to be Be Clumpsy
All I know now is go get me Some money
Member being broke man that Shit wasn't Funny
Got all types of jobs like my Name tommy
Smart young man ain't never Been no Dummy
You ain't gotta check the stats rn Cause it Dont matter
Think shit funny in a min ain't Gone be no Laughter
Not rushin shit just hope my Dreams come faster
That's his bitch why I put dick Up in her bladder
Every time I hit she say please F*ck me faster
& tell the truth all dis shit just Keep gettin Badder
Love my city but when I'm there I feel Sadder
Imma meet my dead niggas up Top just Like a ladder