Can’t keep living like this
I remember being a kid promised my mom
That We gonn get rich
Now they all hate on the kid
They never thought i would have it like this
Bustdown rollie for the wrist
Back then they never pictured this
Lamb chops steaks ruth chris
It is what is

I’m in the back of the lamb smoking boutiques
Flavors going crazy so unique
Swear to god got the finest weed
Smoking on that candy so sweet
Mix it up roll up some og
Spark it up smoke it then repeat
Smoke in a day what you smoke in a week

Hating on me cause i got it like that for they reup they still struggling
Couldn’t be me gotta stay g keep that money coming
That’s why i don’t the fronting
COD or you ain’t getting nothing
Came up from nothing yung scene really done it
Some gonn hate but most gonn love it
Either it is or it wasn’t

All night long my phone keep buzzing
Tell me what you want or i’m not coming
Don’t serve junky’s send em to my cuzin
Cause i gotta keep the money coming
Some one gonn serve him might as well get that money
Trapping so hard ain’t even funny
Moving weight state to state call that shit cross country

Wake up brush my teeth grab the strap
Went thru it all had to adapt
Do what it takes to get on the map
Sit on my ass never that
Get off my back and get to the bag
I ain’t ever had it that bad

Cause i got the mind of g
Hustling everyday just to eat
Trap house just to stay off the streets
Hiding from the laws fuck police
I thought they was possed to keep the peace
This shit getting bleak
Can’t stop gotta stay on my feet
Getting it in everyday of the week
Trap open all night can’t sleep
In the studio gotta keep it on me

Can’t keep living like this
I remember being a kid promised my mom
That we gonn get rich
Now they all hate on the kid
They never thought i would have it like this
Bustdown rollie for the wrist
Back then they never pictured this
Lamb chops steaks ruth chris
It is what is

And these peons so lame
They the type to do anything for fame
They switched so quick that’s the name of the game
They bending and folding
Fuck it bust they bitch pussy wide open
You just got the love of yo life stolen
Ran off on the plug and you still owe him
They copy from me and they took everything and they thought i wouldn’t notice
Ran it up again so quick that’s how i do it don’t you know this
Audimar plane buss down the rollie
Staying focused they can’t hold me
They on my dick but they don’t kno me
Pour up a 8 in a 24 rip kobe

Hate to admit thought about quitting but shout out to the ones who prayed for me
Now that i’m up gotta test my luck going all in and i ain’t folding
Rick owens on the kicks and the clothing
Need different balls for this like its bowling
We is not the same we so different and they all know it

We is not the same
I done ran up a 10 lost it and then got it back again
I ain’t in this shit for fame
Trynna change my life nbnf gotta grind hard make a lane
Ice the teeth cop a new range
And there won’t be no more hitting stains