I remember when the fame was such a reach
Told my bro put on a ten, so now we steppin on the streets
Put the money in my line of vision, even Wanda see
I just made a wish with Cosmo, Crocker he can't bother me
Feel like Timmy when I turn her, but she say she love my teeth
Skinny nigga from the trenches, boy the six pack, stay on me
Momma move me out the hood when cuzzo caught a first degree
But I steady get to juggin', even if it's all on feet
I say north side, west side, south side, rise
Boy we gettin' out the struggle, makin' money all the time
Keep a ARP on me in case the opps gon' try to slide
Oh wait, I made it out the hood, but I'ma always keep my five
Shorty wanna roll with me, she must be off of red
I been gettin' to this paper with my bros, that's what I said
Boy, I feel like crashin' out, I could be makin' niggas beds
When I told that girl my lyrics, she say something wrong in the head
I been out here runnin' up my breadcrumbs
Everybody say they need some red rum
Call of Duty, pop out with a red drum
Fully auto, RPG, you know I spray some
I been out here runnin' up my breadcrumbs
Everybody say they need some red rum
Call of Duty, pop out with a red drum
Fully auto, RPG, you know I spray some
So many bands that everybody tryna hold my hand
But I ain't Jesus, you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, man
So many bands that everybody tryna hold my hand
But I ain't Jesus, you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, man
I remember when the fame was such a reach
Told my bro put on a ten, so now we steppin on the streets
Put the money in my line of vision, even Wanda see
I just made a wish with Cosmo, Crocker he can't bother me
Feel like Timmy when I turn her, but she say she love my teeth
Skinny nigga from the trenches, boy the six pack, stay on me
Momma move me out the hood when cuzzo caught a first degree
But I steady get to juggin', even if it's all on feet