[Intro]
(This sound like Quel)
(Nile, I hear you)
[Verse]
I know if I had to, I could start over and do it all again
They be focused on me, practicing my style, I really set the trend
I remember we thought we was rich when we first got a ten
Ain't never want the spotlight, I'm cool with blendin' in
Pull away, get deeper in, you ain't like that, don't pretend
Bankroll, my only friend, it's going to be there when I need it
You ain't down for me then beat it, nobody don't know my secrets
Read bеtween the lines I see that, don't come back around mе keep that
I rather vibe out with the vibes, you niggas talk too much
I don't got no problem payin' the homage, but you just cost too much
Rich nigga everything my posture up, don't be with the dumb shit I'm one of the reason young hitters be bossin' up
When I'm involved the offer up, I'm off of that don't bring it up
Did more than I need to they still act like I ain't do enough
She know our routine, I come and go but im goin' keep in touch
Keep the business clean, you know that shit a must
Trust me, shit ain't what it was
Rockin' with the solid ones, I'm still with my dog
We done been through everything, I'm still rocking with shawty
We had our little differences. you died before we talk
Think about you every day, you know I be in my own center
Since we were kids, back then don't die too I ain't even taught my brother
I'm fuckin' up their algorithms, she called me by my government
The statement on some other shit, don't take no picture brought her
Yeah, I don't play no games, all night and all day
Me and y'all ain't the same thing, ain't tryin' to get caught up with y'all soft niggas don't call me "gang"
Tryna spend my free time with my kids, for my little boy on gang
She pushin' the Range Rover, every night is Christmas as long as you came over
$100,000 and Chanel to make my bitches happy
I've been doin' a lot just to make you smile seems like you never happy
I know brody sick someone sittin' with you and this never happen
Know the other boy wish he ain't said that
I was in the trenches where lil' Sed at
I was on the bike when it was grams in
I was on the block doin' my damn thing
First name bases with the mailman
I got a TRX I don't drive it, I got the Maybach I'm slidin' in it
Spent 400 on the Lamb Truck and I don't even drive it
I had the Maybach truck first I ain't even like it
Sent that bitch to New York told brody "he can keep it"
I'm focused on my music, girl, don't mix me with street shit
I don't care who told you, you know not to repeat it
I'm so observant I sit back and I peep shit
I'm in love with money you can spend it on me
If this shit startin' to come, would they bail on me?
Put the casket in the ground and put the nail on me
Before I go out like a sucker, I give him hell on the streets
Put the, pounds in the spot let them, know that you got and get a little
Bro and the Choppa try to be, everybody know about it
Finally, got comfortable again, tired of bein' humble pennies
Bitch said, "I'm a mumble rapper," like you can't understand the words that's comin' out of my mouth
I'm that young black nigga bring a billionaire to the city
I'm that young lit nigga fuckin' the same hoes as diddy
Don't put bitches in my business, I don't even talk to Siri
Man, this shit gettin' serious
Really come from nothin', spent six hundred on my earrings
Check my brother into the house, cause he said "he hearin' things"
How the fuck you "niggas crossin' niggas that gave you everything?"
I just told Flame "that I'm through with lean"