It feels good, I ain’t never slowin’ down
Up in my crib, when I smile, they’re so proud
Came up from the bottom, now they love the sound
Pressure make diamonds, I been holdin’ the crown (Let the band play)
Ayy, smokin’ six hundred flames on a PJ, laws on my trail, so I don’t really be on the freeway
Never cared for all the he say, she say, check my accounts, all them bitches say, “He paid”
Come from 600, but he triple-D made
Oh, she want me, she notice the E-lade
Said I wouldn’t do it, might go cop a G thing
Pull up and stunt whilе they whisper, “Why he camе?”
I go Balenci’, too rich to wear Fendi, it’s word on the street that them boys tryna get me
It’s cool, they can move how they like, but it’s risky
That bitch on me in every city
These niggas is peons, poor and they pissy
PPP, that’s when they was the richest
Go ask ’bout the city, 600 the sickest
Ain’t havin’, you might as well say we the biggest
I done killed everything got in my way
From depression, the lies and them fuck niggas hate
Had to cut niggas off
Know some niggas was shaky and broke and I put bread in every hand
Shit, I still got rosters with ‘bows on demand
Still’ll stack for my partners who gone in that can
And fuck 12, they can’t stop us, we stuck to the plan
We be eatin’, everybody gon’ eat in the clan
Yeah, I know how it feel, yeah, I know how it go (Know how it go)
When you shot to the sky, but you came from the floor (But you came from the floor)
Could’ve made more, but I split with the bro (But I split with the bro)
I just stiff-arm a bitch, I’m so cool on a ho (I’m so cool on a ho)
Life be so lit, you don’t even wanna sleep (You don’t even wanna sleep)
Trap out so hard, you don’t even wanna blink (You don’t even wanna blink)
Moncler in the cold, this a hood nigga mink (This a hood nigga mink)
When you really the wave, you can’t fit in the sink (Can’t fit in the— damn)
I just kept rappin’, they weren’t showin’ love (They weren’t showin’ love)
Fucked all them hoes, I won’t go to the club (No, I won’t go to the club)
Brodie back in the hood, he ran off on the plug (He ran off on the what?)
It wasn’t all love for me, got this shit out the mud (Got this shit out the mud)
They know it’s hard for a nigga tryna get up the slope (Tryna get up the slope)
Maybach through the hood, I’m just givin’ ’em hope (I’m just givin’ ’em hope)
Heard that my daddy got caught on the dope (He got caught on the dope)
It’s fucked up that I’m sellin’ this, done tryna cope (Tryna cope)
I left right off a plane and hop right in a coupe (Hop right in a coupe)
With like eighty some K in this bitch, it’s acute (It’s acute)
Fuck up that pape’, tryna do what I do (Tryna do what I do)
I just throw bro the play and I earn, it’s a oop (It’s a oop)
Far from the hood, I’m somewhere in the hills (I’m somewhere in the hills)
No, ain’t comparin’ how a young nigga live (How a young nigga live)
300K in a day, I gave my ho the chills (I gave my ho the— damn)
I done fucked up that pape’, tryna run up some M’s (Tryna run up some M’s)
It feels good, I ain’t never slowin’ down
Up in my crib, when I smile, they’re so proud
Came up from the bottom, now they love the sound
Pressure make diamonds, I been holdin’ the crown (Let the band play)
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