[Intro: Nafe Smallz]
Ah, ah, let's go (Stickz)
Go, let's go, ay
Let's go, let's go now
Let's go, let's go, ah
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz, Yxng Bane]
Mumma said, "When you gonna change how you living?
You keep playin' with the system, all your mates in the prison" yeah, yeah
I be switchin' lanes tryna get it
When the fame coming with it, it's a pain and a blessing yeah, yeah
And I ain't been home for a minute
Got my mates locked up, they ain't home for a minute yeah, yeah
Bro's broke my heart, left me damaged
Spoke to God, helped me manage, I put faith in my killy yeah
[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz]
Money on my mind, I put work in on my grind
9 to 5 ain't buyin' me what I buy, or hire me what I drive
My younger nigga's they slide
They got a mad ting that everybody can du-du-du
Runnin' through them cheques, I'm livin' like five lives
They call me on my celly, I miss it like five times
Pack landed at 4, we sold that shit by 5
Told my mum not to worry, its comin' in due time
I put diamonds in the face, uh
I've been breadin' with the stars like I'm drivin' in the wraith, uh, yeah
I'm flyin' outer space, uh
You won't find me in the wraith poppin' bottles, I be workin' at my place
I got Cai in the cut, we tryna drop a track a day
On my grind, smokin' Cali cah it take the pain away
I don't fight with you cah my nigga's blow your shit away
An' I come up from the trenches, where you gotta keep the faith, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, let's go (Stickz)
Go, let's go, ay
Let's go, let's go now
Let's go, let's go, ah
[Chorus: Nafe Smallz, Yxng Bane]
Mumma said, "When you gonna change how you living?
You keep playin' with the system, all your mates in the prison" yeah, yeah
I be switchin' lanes tryna get it
When the fame coming with it, it's a pain and a blessing yeah, yeah
And I ain't been home for a minute
Got my mates locked up, they ain't home for a minute yeah, yeah
Bro's broke my heart, left me damaged
Spoke to God, helped me manage, I put faith in my killy yeah
[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz]
Money on my mind, I put work in on my grind
9 to 5 ain't buyin' me what I buy, or hire me what I drive
My younger nigga's they slide
They got a mad ting that everybody can du-du-du
Runnin' through them cheques, I'm livin' like five lives
They call me on my celly, I miss it like five times
Pack landed at 4, we sold that shit by 5
Told my mum not to worry, its comin' in due time
I put diamonds in the face, uh
I've been breadin' with the stars like I'm drivin' in the wraith, uh, yeah
I'm flyin' outer space, uh
You won't find me in the wraith poppin' bottles, I be workin' at my place
I got Cai in the cut, we tryna drop a track a day
On my grind, smokin' Cali cah it take the pain away
I don't fight with you cah my nigga's blow your shit away
An' I come up from the trenches, where you gotta keep the faith, yeah, yeah
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