(Chorus)
Fuck nigga pay me my respect
She wanna hate & he want me dead
cll of these shots it came from the tec
Why he trynna' hate? He see I'm up next
Its fucked up my cousin still fighting the feds
Cash out the lawyer just handle the rest
Late night I'm wishin' that I had a bed, Im waking up right on the floor

(Verse 1)
In traffic I'm pushing these horses
Hittin' plays like this shit is sports
Came from less & now I'm makin' more
I want half like this a divorce
I call Ramsay, He calls up the whores
I been stackin' this shit & I got like 200 put up, forsure
That depression gone' hit when you poor
I done told this bitch, I come from the trenches don't you play wit' Prince
Im the same, nigga that rode the bus now I got these custom kits
Bust down wrist, most of these niggas ain't seen but still I'm appreciative
With all of these niggas, I been handin' out these passes I should've been split yo shit
My whoadie gone bust down a pound he know how to hustle
KCJ I'm smokin' exotic this shit gone hit just like a muscle
Off the rip I ain't doin' no business lil nigga you gotta' pull up wit' a budget
My whoadie gone spin (again, again, again)
Until he get dizzy! Nah For Real!

(Chorus)
Fuck nigga pay me my respect
She wanna hate & he want me dead
cll of these shots it came from the tec
Why he trynna' hate? He see I'm up next
Its fucked up my cousin still fighting the feds
Cash out the lawyer just handle the rest
Late night I'm wishin' that I had a bed, Im waking up right on the floor

(Verse 2)
Won't play with these niggas no more
He trynna debate, take the food off his plate
From the hood & I been wantin' more remember them days trynna' plan my escape
I treat this shit just like a chore
Recording I'm rockin' designer couture
I know a nigga who spent all his pandemic money & now he been feigning for more
He try to steal from me, he better off dead
That nigga fake, he is not my brodie
If he trynna' take, its off his wit' his head
He talkin' to police, then go give em' lead
Im movin' strategic like this shit is chess
Won't talk bout the times I could've been dead
Won't talk bout the times I went took risk cause some shit is better unsaid
Won't talk bout the time I went on them licks
look at this shit it paid off well
Got a new check ain't went back since
Shout out to GOD the real prevailed
I bought a coupe wit' a carbon kit
Vanilla cream wit' the Wok In it
Im havin' like all of these options
You burn down the bridge we won't talk again

(Chorus)
Fuck nigga pay me my respect
She wanna hate & he want me dead
cll of these shots it came from the tec
Why he trynna' hate? He see I'm up next
Its fucked up my cousin still fighting the feds
Cash out the lawyer just handle the rest
Late night I'm wishin' that I had a bed, Im waking up right on the floor