Can We

[Verse] I'm so dope I can make the track stop Carry on rapping cah I've got this rapping on lock I'ma rep the same team, I swear down I won't swap And I'm tryna get P's, I swear down I won't stop I be on my grind, niggas telling me I'm hot I be telling man I couldn't give a fuck about a cop I be sipping on Ciroc, looking like a lot You must have thought that I forgot, I just catch back the drop, boom I'm going in and I ain't stopping till somebody stop me The only way I'll ever stop is if I win the lottery I had a dream the other night a nigga tried to pop me I roly-poly'd on the floor and hit him up like Pac I used to dream about fast cars I'm talking way back then, when a nigga had a bus pass Now I'm in a plush car looking like a rap star I only smoke trees, I don't party like a rockstar They've got me rolling with a mask like a doctor Little sardines tryna talk to a lobster Little small fries tryna gwarn like a mobster Until I get mad and start move like a monster Used to get mad and start move like a boxer Way back then when I had the red Astra Now my car seats the same colour as a pasta This ain't just a song, this the life of a trap star I used to grind in the night on a pedal bike I've been shotting from a yute, man, ask Money Mike Ask Jazzie how I came up from a half O I was on my block selling food like Nando's Then I started fucking with the white, oh gosh I was up in GP making money cashed off I'm talking way back before I'd even heard of Rick Ross I was killing clientele, you can even ask Tosh Talking way back when a nigga used to catch bus I was never downstairs, at the top it's just us I was never inside, Mama used to just cuss I had a lot of fist fights, never had my head buss And I'll never do a works with a man I don't trust And I've never been soft, try know I'm on stuff And you'll never see me rolling with a gun I won't buss I ain't tryna die young, I'm just tryna live fast, boom