It ain’t the first time
I ever took a chase
I was only 16
With a fully on my waist
Didn’t want to show my face
So it’s a Bally or mask
Ask about the block
You know we fully on task
Let me tell you about my past
Blue lights then I dash
I do it for this money
Said I do it for the cash
No cap
I’m trying to get me my racks stacked
Blaze another Spliff up in a back-strap
I’m different when I back that
And I ain’t beefing over Snapchat
Why you want to act like that
You ain’t ever seen a mash like that
You ain’t ever seen a kid get splashed
Stop it with the verbal cause’ you end up like the last
No they ain’t no competition on the block and I’ll be baiting em’ out
If I ever see a opp mans taking him out
Get rocked for your chain and watch
We ain’t the same I don’t play no games
Then I’m out on these M-way lanes
Tell my bitch I take trips
I’m tryna’ get rich
I ain’t tryna’ get nicked
No snitch
Gotta stick to the road
If you want to make it through you got to stick to the code
I can never trust a hoe
Got snaked by my bro
Thought I didn’t know
Tried to keep it on the low
I ain’t needing no snakes
Still expose the fakes
Always doing what it takes
So I can never be late
I’m on a midnight glide
I’ll be riding
I’ll be riding out
Stacking up my funds
And I’ll be hiding from the tridents now
Paper on the block
It’s getting later on the clock
But the gwap don’t stop
Need to double up the prof
Turning ones into twos
You couldn’t even run in these shoes
You know the money be the motive
We got nothing to lose
I’m in the mood for a million views
Making moves
While I’m spinning the food
I’ll be stepping with a tool
So don’t get it confused
No stressing
When I G-check him
I got the weapon
Full of sweets
I’m going to refresh him
And If I catch him on the streets
I’m gona teach lessons
And I ain’t never losing sleep
I’m never regretting
I ain’t never giving det’s
Wont speak up on a question
We be running from police
Trying to preach when they arresting
That’s why I never taking a rest
Survival of the fittest
I’m just trying to be my best
No less
I’m only stepping with a vest
No flesh
Can be exposing
This the type of life
Type of life
That I ain’t chosen
Got to get the hoes in
I keep the flows out
Need to keep it on the low
Incase the snitches run their mouth
I ain’t never in doubt
Never do it for the clout
No time to be doused
Phone my line for a ounce
We can find the amount
That you’re looking for
Invest in Cali packs
N bring it back
And push it more
I’m only putting up stores
When the cats want four
Smoke a bat got the Cali
Glowing up in my raw
Forget my past
When I take another hit of me draw
Got the pop smoke
Spliffin’ up
Christian Dior
Got a Gyali
She a baddie
And she want more
Find me with a bally
I ain’t fucking with no Tom Ford
She call me Muhammad-Ali because I’m too fast
Jumping into alleys everytime I see the blue flash