Never Going Broke YBS Skola

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
I swear
King Midas
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I told Vick, that moe keep havin' faith (My nigga)
That’s on Ceddy, you gettin' a Wraith (On Ceddy)
If y'all know I ain’t involved in a case (Bitches)
Why the fuck is y'all all in my place? (In my shit)
Got GPS right on my leg (Tuh)
See the folks and they follow my trail (I see 'em)
Man them people don't want me to win (They don't)
'Cause they really tryna send me to jail (So fuck 'em)
They tryna say we a gang and slingin' them things
And all that I hang with is criminals (So what?)
I gotta run up my bands and put on my mans
I ain’t wasting my time on subliminals (Yeah, that way)
You know keepin’ it true, that's my speciality
I come from the trenches, got stripes like a referee (I do)
And I can go back to the hood and try chop up that work
’cause I still got the recipe (Like that)
Where I come from it's so treacherous
Shinner chain on me, it's hittin', you ain’t touchin' this (Like that)
Checkerboard mountains and checkerboard sneakers
I put Louis V on my chest (You dig?)
Ride in these trenches, I'm stayin' alert
I treat the churches like chess (You dig?)
He might got a bag but ain't got no swag
Who taught them dudes how to dress? (Haha)