[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
My dog cost more than your car, nigga
Ain't nothing worth more than thirty K up in your garage, nigga
I asked the backstreets, they say you fraud, nigga
This nigga got Pikachu pockets, he just a card, nigga
What's in your wallet, I ain't have time for college
I graduated straight to the pen to receive knowledge
Not that it what I wanted, but fuck it, I had to own it
It made me realise that myself was my main opponent
A lot of niggas died in my city, I send condolence
But how could there be peace when people hate to see you glowing?
It's great to see they show it, when the bitches get to popping up
When they emotions get to rising cause the lights keep on raising up (Raising up, raising up)
That shit brazy, how the 'gram hurt you
A nigga making cash and then let they 'gram work you
Not paying attention, now it's two people in your fam hurt you
Thankful I chose diamonds as my goals, they gave me mad virtues
Real talk (Talk), bitches green Bapestas as I spill walk
I could've wore the Versaces, but that's lil' talk
I still remember putting the biz down long way on Lil' Yop
Nawfside, I couldn't believe the money this bitch was making outside
Mouth wide in amazement, all this money I'm making from the pavement
To think a ho would be the one to save me, that's brazy
This wedding cake I'm smoking got the booth feeling hazy
That booth five you smoking smell like Reggie from the '80s
My dog cost more than your car, nigga
Ain't nothing worth more than thirty K up in your garage, nigga
I asked the backstreets, they say you fraud, nigga
This nigga got Pikachu pockets, he just a card, nigga
What's in your wallet, I ain't have time for college
I graduated straight to the pen to receive knowledge
Not that it what I wanted, but fuck it, I had to own it
It made me realise that myself was my main opponent
A lot of niggas died in my city, I send condolence
But how could there be peace when people hate to see you glowing?
It's great to see they show it, when the bitches get to popping up
When they emotions get to rising cause the lights keep on raising up (Raising up, raising up)
That shit brazy, how the 'gram hurt you
A nigga making cash and then let they 'gram work you
Not paying attention, now it's two people in your fam hurt you
Thankful I chose diamonds as my goals, they gave me mad virtues
Real talk (Talk), bitches green Bapestas as I spill walk
I could've wore the Versaces, but that's lil' talk
I still remember putting the biz down long way on Lil' Yop
Nawfside, I couldn't believe the money this bitch was making outside
Mouth wide in amazement, all this money I'm making from the pavement
To think a ho would be the one to save me, that's brazy
This wedding cake I'm smoking got the booth feeling hazy
That booth five you smoking smell like Reggie from the '80s
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