[Intro]
This is a Jay Johnson production
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Ayy, fuck that shit, I know they jealous
Thought I was gon' be broke forever, huh
Gotta tote the weapon, yeah
Giant on my side, Odell Beckham, nigga
Tell me how I'm 'posed to manage
When most of my bros in heaven, yeah
Your bitch, that's my ho forever, ayy
She put me first but know she second, yeah
Sad to say everybody ain't real as they claim
They prayed on my downfall when they was asked to pray, yeah
All that sneak dissing 'til I activate
You gon' see that Draco clap like a Raptors game
Roll on me, this the same outfit from yesterday
Try to jack me and I'm busting, call that masturbate
Word around, they say I don't act the same
These the same motherfuckers said I had to change
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
I had to go hard or go home
Everybody around me been waiting on this moment for so long
Looked my mama in her eyes, told her we ain't never going broke no more
Man, these streets a motherfucker, turn a nigga like me heart so cold, yeah
Shit's so bold
Ayy, did a nigga baby mama so wrong
In the club with a thirty ball on me, talking crazy with the pole on, yeah
I can't even go to sleep, I'm anxious
Gotta run it up now, fuck waiting
Love don't live here, heart vacant
Shit's so cold, yeah
Shit's so bold, yeah
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Who the fuck is dawg?
All these new niggas, fuck is y'all?
Just keep saying you ain't fucking raw
I just want the neck, don't wanna fuck at all, bitch, yeah
Switched it up 'cause all these niggas biting
They was calling me the G.O.A.T. and I wasn't even trying
Give you face shots like you 'bout to get a license
Brodie playing with that soft like he pillow fighting
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God's plan, the team special like we field goaling
Fuck a curfew, at anytime the Kidd'll go in
Man, niggas all cap like these bitches so in
Yeah, fuck these niggas got against us
Last nigga talking spicy got his bitch fucked
Then sent him a DM getting my dick sucked
I was hitting it from the back, throwing six up
In the camera pushing the white sticks up, fooling
Might hit her one more time 'cause the head fire
Fuck her in the front seat, finna back shot her
Make a bitch talk to the wheel like [?]
Yeah niggas don't want smoke, they wanna rap cypher
Know I keep the ratchet with me like I'm Quagmire
Thirty hanging off that rod like a spare tire
Everybody 'round us got sticks like a campfire, nigga, yeah, ayy
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Everybody around me been waiting on this moment for so long
Looked my mama in her eyes, told her we ain't never going broke, ha, yeah, ayy
Man, these streets a motherfucker, turn a nigga like me heart so cold, ayy, ayy
Shit's so bold
Ayy, did a nigga baby mama so wrong
In the club with a thirty ball on me, talking crazy with the pole on
I can't even go to sleep, I'm anxious
Gotta run it up now, fuck waiting
Love don't live here, heart vacant
Shit's so cold, yeah
Shit's so bold, yeah
[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
Everybody solid 'til they break
My boy gon' shoot that Glock until it break
Everybody got they day, you play with me and yours gon' be today
I'm a daddy now, ain't talking kids, I got that baby Drac'
I get more love from out of town than my birth place
And I been turning this bitch up ever since my first day
Like Cash Kidd, I cracked her on the floor just like a earthquake
Street niggas try to see them mills like when the Spurs play
I followed my heart, ended up next to the money
Bitch, I grew up in the trap, I slept right next to them junkies
They talk about me in Forbs, my name next to the riches
Your name next to a statement, you talking bitches your business
Had to go hard or go home
Hundred round chopper, man, that bitch gon' shoot for so long
We ain't starving no more
Hundred on my wrist, bitch, I used to wanna take [?]
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
Had to go hard or go home
Everybody around me been waiting on this moment for so long
Looked my mama in her eyes, told her we ain't never going broke no more
Man, these streets a motherfucker, turn a nigga like me heart so cold, yeah
Shit's so bold
Ayy, did a nigga baby mama so wrong
In the club with a thirty ball on me, talking crazy with the pole on, yeah
I can't even go to sleep, I'm anxious
Gotta run it up now, fuck waiting
Love don't live here, heart vacant
Shit's so cold, yeah
Shit's so bold, yeah
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