Kilos Young Smokes

[Hook]
I remember times I was dead broke, I had no O's
But now I run through kilos
For my brothers behind cell doors, banging cell doors
A little time, and you'll see roads
I throw my young g's Oz's, say "you owe me"
And "phone me when to reload"
We don't talk to the Police, man we blow heats
And we reload on kilos

[Verse 1]
I grew poor had no choice, but to sell a dime
So much stones in the watch, man I can't tell the time
I do this for the gold like I'm Mario
This watch a Rolex, not a Casio (no way)
I'm with my bro S in the AMG
If you ain't talking money, what you sayin' to me
And to my haters, it's looking like I've gone clearly
My ring cost me your 1 series
Hit the club, VIP so we roll in
I'm in the S3 driving like it's stolen
I told my G, "got no comment fuck the evidence"
And what I say goes, man I shoulda run for president
10 bottles in the club, and I don't even drink
I'm in the jewelry shop, like "boss give me the biggest ring"
I chase money, I couldn't care about who's up next
I watch a bitch go down, like the sunset