Let me sit back & reflect on my memory
Can't name a nigga who bitching me
Raised by my mother but no ain't no bitching me
Most of these niggas be scary
My lor nigga he wildn he 15
That lor nigga he ain't even gotta dream
He think he rich cuz he serving dope fiens
I sat him down & showed him what wealth mean
I swear to god I be different from niggas
Grew up wit hustlers my father that nigga
Uncle a menace my cousins they killers
My cousin got millions I'm proud of that nigga
Ain't never hate on a nigga I'm too real
Disrespect me & you gon need a new grill
How you a trapper you only sold 2 pills
2 gfs I'm feeling like lou will
Hi my name Gotti my grind relentless
I'm not a square I come from the trenches
Making them flips but I'm not gymnast
Ya nigga a rat but that ain't my business
My name ain't Dennis so no I ain't in it
Ain't worried bout niggas I'm focused on digits
& come to my hood they know I'm the ticket
Niggas know I'm the ticket
My lor niggas don't know who Madonna is
They look up to me I'm more than they father is
My lor sisters they good like Obama kids
I make it out they wont know what a problem is
That money gone poof
Can't take em serious that nigga a goof
Don't lie to my niggas I tell em the truth
It ain't many like me I'm one of the few

Oh that's ya girl but I fucked her better
I come around she keep getting wetter
She know I'm hotter than 22 sweaters
I hope on a plane to change up the weather
Heard you a bitch ouu
If I was you I hate on me too
I been Detroit, I been to the lou
Was chilling on 8 mile r.I.P proof

I can't lie boy I swear that we get it in
Talk about dev & I promise we spending Benz
Young as a bitch man my bro had a black Benz
I'm in the club the hoes like tap him
That's John Gotti girl he be rapping
Already know features I'm taxing
Fuck the corona I ain't relaxing
I'm bouta show out I need the back end
Lor nigga talking bout what he gon do to me
Now niggas reading his eulogy
I gotta saying... I rather you than me
Since I was 10 I been a g
Where I come from niggas trap on the corner
Go chase a bitch & won't go get they daughter
Police they come around nigga we on em
Timeout right there
Get off the corner

These niggas bitches no they is not men
He not my brother no we is not ken
S/o to savage I need a Roxanne
I can't be fake so we is not friends
Heard he was telling it's time to drop him
He out the picture niggas then cropped him
I'm making plays like John Stockton
Making investments getting them stocks in
This only 2 seats no you cant fit in
I'm nothing like y'all so I don't fit in
All of them trenches I really been in
I hold my own & no I ain't kidding
They keep on lying to you
But go to feds & tell them the truth
I got a car with no roof
Talk about us we put your coupe