Yeah I know
You wasn’t in the trenches
Dog fight every night
I cannot mind my business
Said my brother bleeding out
Broski don the witness
Spin the block again just to make sure that we get him
I was in 11th grade
When I started Tokin
Caught my first buzz now every night we steady smokin
Man the skies ain’t clear
The rain is always pouring
Tryna get up out the ville
To the hills were we going
Need a Patek on my wrist and choker full of diamonds
Watch so flooded man it’s always perfect timing
Rari in the lot coupe doors got me flying
My girl get the world Chanel purses and the diamonds
Granny need a house mansion doors and I’m signing
Tryna get it all all my time steady grinding
Uncle got locked up in class I was cryin
Tatted on my leg just in case I need reminding
The opps want to score pull up on me I ain’t hiding
Ten bands on me at all times and I ain’t lying
We could go that route and I promise I ain’t dying
Forty in the trunk I give you twenty then I’m flying
Out in Germany w my bro we just balling
Birds inna nest man these hoes keep on calling
Even you a dub that don’t mean imma fall in
Momma told me boy stack that money ain’t no stalling
Raised in the jungle so I’m feeling kinda heartless
Step back observe and let it go like I’m harden
Lion to a rat saying imma eat regardless
Gotta get it now I can’t have my shorty starving
Even though you outer bounds that don’t mean you ain’t a target
Hit him close Range I didn’t even take his wallet
I could never fold staying solid as a rocket
Staying ten toes watch my bros go hardest
You don’t want no smoke
You a vegan why you coughing
Saint Laurent made
I was in it since like Novice
I don’t want the fame
Gimme money and the profit
If you want money gotta do it can’t just talk it
Shorty in my lap looking up I told her bop it
She slurpin like a pro I can’t even tell her stop it
Money ain’t a thing said I walk it like I talk it
Money ain’t a thing said I walk it like I talk it
Huh
I know
Yeah I know yeah I know
Yeah
I know