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