Tell me, do you understand
Tell me, do you understand
Tell me, do you understand me
Tell me, do you understand me
I'm back

You don't understand me
Tell me, do you understand me
Tell me, do you understand me
Baby, do you understand me

You don't understand
This all part of the plan
I told ma dukes, I got it
She know I'm the man
Rock Head shot out of town
They tap in when he land
I won't fumble the ball, and I was in band

Bubba the one
Yeah, he the one that was walking with five of em up in his pants
Hope you know we ain't playing
They gon load up all the choppas and Glocks and pull up where you staying

Can't say I'm the biggest, but Ima go get it
She told me she loved me, but I still don't feel it
Give it a minute
They're going to call me the litest
Took a break from IG
I was still busy hailing
W-Y-D, I just tell them I'm chilling

I turned off my feelings and got in my bag
One of the realest ain't got time to brag
I bossed up on that bitch
I can see why she mad

If you make me mad, send a text to the guys
They gon' pop out the box
That's the biggest surprise
They say I did you wrong, cuz your ass and your thighs
I can look in your eyes and see right through the lies
Trying to act like a angel
That shit all a facade, because I've seen your real colors
You hid in disguise
Don't hit me up now you see that I'm winning
Remember back then, I wasn't getting replies

I got a bag, and it doubled up
Played this shit like a game
I done leveled up
I told them it ain't that hard to go run it up
They say I do too much
I ain't done enough
All this weight on my shoulders, my back on the wall
My trust running real low
I don't know who to call
Five minutes away
If call Zeke or Paul
I spend more than a band on these motherfucking drawers

City to city, the brodies come with me
My shorty is too and my hand on her titty
I'm patiently waiting
Love it and hate it that Ima get money
I feel just like 50
It's too much money for us to compete
I'm a stand up dude from my head to my feet
E-B-E, if you fucking with me, Ima make sure everybody eat

You want a bag and you out shaking ass trying to lock in with me
Get the fuck out my face
I'm number one, but this shit ain't a race
I got paper on paper like I'm trying to trace
I can't slow down right now
Got a lot on my plate
Ima get it
I don't care how long that it take
If you don't get your shit together right now
Just know that you're getting replaced

You got to be playing with me
They know Ima break bread with my niggas
Top of the top
They can't wait till I stop
I just told them to wait till I drop
Just give it a minute because I know that I'm different
And you want to see me, piss poor man, I really don't get it
Just talked to the brodie the other day
He said I'm going to be the one to get us out the trenches

You don't understand
It's all part of the plan
I told ma dukes I got it
She know I'm the man
Rock Head shot out of town
They tap in when he land
I won't fumble the ball
And I was in band
Bubba the one
Yeah, he the one that was walking with five of them up in his pants
Hope you know we ain't playing
They gon to load up all the choppas and Glocks and pull up where you staying

Can't say I'm the biggest, but I'ma go get it
She told me she love me, but I still don't feel it
Give it a minute
They gon call me the realest took a break from IG
I was too busy healing
W-Y-D, I just tell them I'm chilling
I turned off my feelings and got in my bag
One of the realest ain't got time to brag
I bossed up on that bitch
I can see why she mad

Tell me, do you understand
Tell me, do you understand me
Tell me, do you understand me