[Verse 1]
My whole life changed, I never had a penny to my name
Till I started going O.T. for days
Me and Bigz in the bando, I remember when we used to share a wage
Till I started going O.T. for A
I really made a killing off the Lizzy and the beige
I clocked the whole game in like twenty-seven days
I took my boys kway, I told 'em "It's time to get paid
We gon' bill our own phones, different cities evеryday"
I was only fifteen, till we went shh, we had to stay thеre
Becah my first day I done a bag a day there
Up there they called me Scribz, I ain't even K there
I'm good up in the trap, a three-five and some Mayfair
It's been twenty-three days and I ain't had a shower
You was in your yard watching Power, five bills in an hour
Came back to the bits, I had bare niggas sour
Stepped out the T, looked like I'm covered in flour
That ain't flour though, I'm covered in yay
And every time I come through, they got nothing to say
But they're quick to link whores and go talk on my name
Like the same fucking whores ain't giving man brain
Like me and Slicky never come through with them Treys
And me and Scrap never came with the fours and the gauge
And every time I fly out the ride, they're running away
They should be running a race like Yohan Blake
You spent P's on smoke, you must be talking bout Gelato
I'm cutting through with Rage, looking like we won the lotto
Wanna bump into my CG's, them niggas like uh-oh
Get it bracking on the wing, don't know nothing bout volo
If you're talking bout the wok, I don't wanna see it again
And she says she can't take only being my friend
But sorry boo-boo it's just me and my skeng
And I can't really trust cah I got beef with my friends
My whole life changed, I never had a penny to my name
Till I started going O.T. for days
Me and Bigz in the bando, I remember when we used to share a wage
Till I started going O.T. for A
I really made a killing off the Lizzy and the beige
I clocked the whole game in like twenty-seven days
I took my boys kway, I told 'em "It's time to get paid
We gon' bill our own phones, different cities evеryday"
I was only fifteen, till we went shh, we had to stay thеre
Becah my first day I done a bag a day there
Up there they called me Scribz, I ain't even K there
I'm good up in the trap, a three-five and some Mayfair
It's been twenty-three days and I ain't had a shower
You was in your yard watching Power, five bills in an hour
Came back to the bits, I had bare niggas sour
Stepped out the T, looked like I'm covered in flour
That ain't flour though, I'm covered in yay
And every time I come through, they got nothing to say
But they're quick to link whores and go talk on my name
Like the same fucking whores ain't giving man brain
Like me and Slicky never come through with them Treys
And me and Scrap never came with the fours and the gauge
And every time I fly out the ride, they're running away
They should be running a race like Yohan Blake
You spent P's on smoke, you must be talking bout Gelato
I'm cutting through with Rage, looking like we won the lotto
Wanna bump into my CG's, them niggas like uh-oh
Get it bracking on the wing, don't know nothing bout volo
If you're talking bout the wok, I don't wanna see it again
And she says she can't take only being my friend
But sorry boo-boo it's just me and my skeng
And I can't really trust cah I got beef with my friends
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