[Hook: Lil Bibby & Anthony Hamilton]
Said I gotta keep my head above water
I been goin' hard gotta go a lil harder
I been thinking smart gotta think a lil smarter
All I know is hustle, get that shit regardless
Said I gotta keep my head above water
Catch me in the kitchen I be whippin' with the water
Family over niggas, blood thicker than water
All I know is hustle, get that shit regardless
[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Remember I was tryna stay afloat
Now I’m out here making dough
Let’s make a toast, I’m the youngest nigga with the greatest flow
Yo, they wasn’t round when I needed help
Trying not to drown, now I feel like Michael Phelps
Made myself a boss, y’all niggas on that dumb shit
Young shit, like he paralyzed, he don’t run shit
Dumb prick, if we go, boy we gon hunt shit
The guns are sitting, grind with billionaires in the truck and shit
You was laid up, I stayed up
Counting cake up, bagging weight up
I funded niggas, time to pay up
I need it pronto, my gun’s fully auto
Something like Picasso how I paint pictures
I done touched 6 figures, I’m the same nigga
And when you touch 7, watch out for these hating niggas
It’s real, young Bibby, flow of the century
Still never leave my brothers, there will never be another
Said I gotta keep my head above water
I been goin' hard gotta go a lil harder
I been thinking smart gotta think a lil smarter
All I know is hustle, get that shit regardless
Said I gotta keep my head above water
Catch me in the kitchen I be whippin' with the water
Family over niggas, blood thicker than water
All I know is hustle, get that shit regardless
[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Remember I was tryna stay afloat
Now I’m out here making dough
Let’s make a toast, I’m the youngest nigga with the greatest flow
Yo, they wasn’t round when I needed help
Trying not to drown, now I feel like Michael Phelps
Made myself a boss, y’all niggas on that dumb shit
Young shit, like he paralyzed, he don’t run shit
Dumb prick, if we go, boy we gon hunt shit
The guns are sitting, grind with billionaires in the truck and shit
You was laid up, I stayed up
Counting cake up, bagging weight up
I funded niggas, time to pay up
I need it pronto, my gun’s fully auto
Something like Picasso how I paint pictures
I done touched 6 figures, I’m the same nigga
And when you touch 7, watch out for these hating niggas
It’s real, young Bibby, flow of the century
Still never leave my brothers, there will never be another
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