[Intro]
Hit a button, Morty, give me a beat
Oh, man, okay, alright, um
RaeSam on the beat

[Verse 1: Jaywall]
Run up a milli' then hop out the cut with the 'Vert
They hit my line for the work, sticks like the Navy
On top of these niggas like gravy
Gave them the route like I'm Brady
She think I'm a cheater, she think I fuck with a eater
Cut that ho off, I don't need her
Run up that money for D
Then I split with my team and I promise I ain't here for the fame
I put a Rollie on niggas who never had money
Thеy only gon' bang for the gang
They told me Jaywall you rapping, you capping
You madе it and came back and act like you changed
Maybe I changed 'cause they never believed in dreams
And the things that I set to achieve
We never having the money on Christmas
I told my lil' brother we got to believe
How I'ma sleep when they fighting with bullets?
They killing the rested a stepper Lil Steve
His momma she worried, he all in the streets with that work
After church he went straight to the G
Jeans on me, 'Miri, Glock on me holding a thirty
Creep on that nigga, we sent a few hoes, they my birdies
They keep me in the rotation
They let me know where the money and jewelry located
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