歌词
Yeah, what the fuck?
Yeah, oh, oh
I pray to God for these fuck niggas
And if it ain't about the money, I ain't fucking with ya
I fill my chains up with the energy of stones and crystals
And you could be a living legend, and they still gon' diss you
Niggas had to earn they stripes just to blow the whistle
And I was working through the night, I had a different mission
Trap phone don't call for no incremental
Why you lyin' 'bout your life on these instrumentals? Pussy
Best thing about this, is that I do it for me
Everything I write is real and everything you hear is what I feel
I don't do this for nobody
Y'all just happen to listen
And for that I'm eternally grateful
Appreciative, but sometimes I'm kind of hateful
Niggas don't really listen
But let me just give y'all a little snapshot of my life
(Ay, ay)
Pushin' the gas, and I'm goin' full throttle
My baby so bad, I'm in love with a model
We drink to my victory and I buy the bottle
I'm puffin' the medical, smoking gelato
Niggas ain't comin', we goin' without 'em
They catchin' the packs, then we gotta reroute 'em
We hot on the spoon like it's Demi Lovato
Shoutout to Drake 'cause y'all know the motto
You only live once, it's a dark road
I been falling asleep with my drako
Up, down, left, right, Infinite ammo
Culture my niggas we outta the bando