Yeah Young Uh Yeah Ive been way too tee'd To ever let one of these bitch niggas play with me Stay out the way with me it get hot like a block on a day when it's |80 degrees| Chop off the top on a Lamb it was me and Chance was in Miami like the Heat Chop off the top on a Lamb it was me and Chance was in Miami like Bam If you gon boss up then you gotta learn how to take you some losses bro **** what it costed bro I've been smoking exhaust And it got me exhausted bro My Rollie go 40 below Money and loyalty all that I know Carti my glasses Carti my hoe We run the city like cardio I open my eyes and still see smoke I done walked in the kitchen and it smelled like dope Woke up with the stallion She driving the boat I've been fighting my demons I'm whipping the Ghost Prada my glasses Prada my loafs My brother tell me that "I'm proud of you, folks" Some niggas gon show love and some niggas gon hate for no reason I'm already knowing They tryna stop me But it's this bad ass bitch and she telling me keep going They tryna lock me out but some how still it all worked out like Terrell Owens They try to knock me down some how still get back up and I keep going I keep proving I keep showing I keep developing I keep growing All my favorite hoodies at a bad bitch condo But I know this Nina got my back like I'm Rondo Sittin on my lap while I'm sliding thru Chicago Now we drive the boat but when we came here we was cargo A wise man told me follow anywhere the star go So I'm in that double R it's blacker than some charcoal Open up the side doors and scan you like a barcode .40's for the lil niggas .50's for the 5-0 Vato see ya then birria Boy ya better duck your taco Niggas they be capping like they captain I'm the capo And I steer the ship this shit go anywhere that I go and I got the city on my shoulder like Iago We in Miami like |Martin and Will| She tryna get her part in the film Love it in Florida but want California the |Red Bottom blues| her heart in the Hills I'm at the dock with my arm on the wheel This not a movie I'm starring for real This ain't no job I'm starvin for real I'm hungry for real Im barring for real I'm warring for real Hands up this a coup d'état Tryna to keep it P like a 2 seat drop But we gotta lock up like a 2C knot Know that you wanna see |Kool G| Rap But right now you finna see |Kool G| ROCK Hit the big guy with the lil sling shot Green bean shot With a green beam dot.