[Intro : Roddy Ricch]
(Ronny J, what's up man?)
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I ain't even cry, it's even hard some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin' payed, ayy
And around my city I know these niggas hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
And it's probably 'cause you see me shinin' in a real way
If that pussy nigga came back, ain't they want the drill day
I got them niggas totin' nines when I'm on a chill day
If a nigga talkin', I can send him on a field day
He ain't on my reach, I swear I get him touched
All I gotta do is point, I ain't even gotta push no button
And I stand on everything, I'on fall for nothin'
Got two twin FN's, and my AR's cousins
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch and Polo G]
I ain't even cry in seven-hunnid some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin payed, ayy
And around my city I know these niggas hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe (Uh, uh)
(Ronny J, what's up man?)
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I ain't even cry, it's even hard some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin' payed, ayy
And around my city I know these niggas hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
And it's probably 'cause you see me shinin' in a real way
If that pussy nigga came back, ain't they want the drill day
I got them niggas totin' nines when I'm on a chill day
If a nigga talkin', I can send him on a field day
He ain't on my reach, I swear I get him touched
All I gotta do is point, I ain't even gotta push no button
And I stand on everything, I'on fall for nothin'
Got two twin FN's, and my AR's cousins
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch and Polo G]
I ain't even cry in seven-hunnid some days and
Prolly the reason why, it's 'cause I got brothers in the grave, and
Still keep a cutter if I ran into the jakes
I remember I was hoppin' fences, scuffin' up my J's
Still tryna make a hunnid some' in a day, ayy
Still tryna make sure all my brothers gettin payed, ayy
And around my city I know these niggas hate
And it's probably 'cause I got these rackies in the safe (Uh, uh)
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