Intro (CC2)

[Intro]

Come back, a nigga just chasin' waterfalls and shit

Uh

[Verse]

Crop Circle came out, then my life changed

Copped my dad a Benz off the lot, I copped mummsy a nice Range

I-I-I was movin' boxes everyday, my music took off, so I stopped sellin' Yay

I gave Midgy, my weed line

Now, I can go studio more with all this free time

Mind goin' jail 'cause I ain't sellin' Coke, just a little weed

Every week Midgy drops me off a envelope

COVID came,we ain't gettin' packs in, but fuck it

'Bout to drop my new album, Crabs In A Bucket

My instincts are tellin' me to leave the gamе

Why my guys on me to import key's from Spain?

Therе's no shows so these rappers are barely gettin' funds

And what's worse is these fans tryna compare me to these bums

Them envelopes started gettin' thin like a check

So, I flew me out to Barca to link the connect

He's showin' me Tenco packs, I'm like, "Cool, fam, my partner gonna hit you on the EncroChat"

Lucky they got intercepted on the test run

Twenty-eight keys, but it would've been a hundred on the next one

Quittin' when you're ahead ain't the same as quittin'

Wish I realised that before I came to prison, uh

But I ain't helpin' anyone no more

'Cause most my biggest haters are niggas I did the most for

Fresh home and I'm already beefin' with my chick

I'm gettin' dough, but shit's slow, fam, I need to hit a lick, uh

Why you don't fuck with me like I fuck with you?

Thought you was OTF, you got a whole 'nother crew

These niggas will never get my respect 'cause they ain't got no morals, they do anything for a cheque

I still get them packs in, they love me in the drought

These youngins don't want money, the new currency is clout

It's worst than the streets, the industry full of vultures

I go gun shoppin' and give them all to my soldiers

Go-got to thank God for blowin' air into my lungs

We're blessed, still ain't goin' anywhere without these guns

I ain't blow up overnight, bitch, I had to move patiently

I put in ground work, still got these fools hatin' me

'Cause they see me buzzin' like a beehive

Wanna see me back on the block goin' halves on a 3.5, nigga

[Outro]

Ah

Yo, bro wanna see me back on the block goin' halves on a 3.5

You get me?

(Pull up, Show N Prove like my producer)