[Verse 1]
This hustle keep me on full
That’s why I ain’t got to name drop and only drop jewels
Just so I ain’t got to slang rocks to keep one in the tool
My lil homie got a crazy nine and known to act a fool
We from the land of grit and grime, and lacing up your shoes
The difference between who live and die a millisec or two, but
Get it how you live or you can’t feed your kids
How can I repent knowing that in the end I wake and sin again
I got a plan, he got a plan, but mine I understand
Destined to change the world, I’m plotting, changing hands
Just change your circumstance, I got to move first like the second hand
Gas in my lungs and the whip from Afghanistan
Making bunker busters with my partner dem
Autobio writer, ain’t no authoring
Doctoring unless you speaking on my brother Hollis M
Tank ain’t hit E yet
Screaming dreams we, who give a fuck if you believe it

[Hook]
I got a full tank of gas, nothin’ to do with it
(do with it, do with it)
I got a full tank of gas, nothin’ to do with it
(do with it, do with it)
I got a full tank of gas, nothin’ to do with it
(do with it, do with it)
I got a full tank of gas, nothin’ to do with it
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