Shorty let's break the bank Coming from the darker side Got real hard just to maintain Struggling day and night Let's just ride the waves Show me that you’re ride or die Shining like all the ice Wait up wait up The sun’ll rise Fuck is up Lemonade Bitch I been Gucci since 7th grade Dollar signs In my eyes Growing up praying for better days Daily my b-day need hella cake Fuck up a Visa, get everything Polo, Evisu, Versace ring Baby my heart broke my pocket ain't prada bag (prada) Nina stay in it I move like I'm juvi tho Ain't got no limit hoe this ain't no movie roll ain't got no gimmick We been bout that business my cousins cook work like a chemist Coming from the belly of the beas, belly on E But my biddy on fleek Got me feeling like PAC Better bury me a g We ain't ever gon stop tryna leave out the dreams Geez! I want the watch and the Benz feel me, Was riding the bus with my kinfolk Plotting on how we gon get rich, growing up all of my friends broke Wild ‘n out robbing whoever who got it Woke up with vixens but none in my wallet Fuck it let's get it that strap on my body Cuz these niggas jelly tho, peep how they blocking I peeped all the bitches I see how they jockin Tryna hop on my dick bit my girlfriend a hottie Ten in the face, slim in the waist I did the race now I want that Bugatti Tryna bring a milly to the projects (whoa) Hold up in my city I'm the God bitch (whoa) Fucking with a nigga getting squashed Big Foot No one getting threatened that's a promise who Shorty let's break the bank Coming from the darker side Got real hard just to maintain Struggling day and night Let's just ride the waves Show me that you’re ride or die Shining like all the ice Wait up wait up The sun’ll rise

Houston mood Chop n screwed up Gucci on me ou yah You can never do that Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Houston mood Chop ‘n screwed up Gucci on me ou yeah Y'all can never do that Thug life yeah Mood Hit em up, mood Hit em up, mood Hit em up, mood Yeah Dropping bombs over Baghdad Outcast skully on, get the last laugh Gat strapped up Hash with tobacco Smoke in the air, like in France, I’ll be back for it, yeah Need the world in my passport, yeah Had the molly in my Jansport, yeah You a rookie in my crash course Riding dirty Makaveli in my dashboard skrt Fuck it blast at the task force Get the money get the bag get the Ralph Lauren Punch a nigga in his face Rocky Balboa Bands in the safe, bands in my damn soda Look man I came with the wolves, steady invading the po Keep my business on the low down Here’s the hinges kicked the door down Imitate I got my own sounds, Obiwan I got the force now Only wanna get the Porsche now, I just wanna feel the horsepower Go Houston mood Chop n screwed up Gucci on me ou yah You can never do that Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Houston mood Chop n screwed up Gucci on me ou yeah Y'all can never do that Thug life yah Mood Hit em up mood Hit em up mood Hit em up mood Yeah Glock in my Canada goose Ready to murder like mook Whipping this biddy gotta keep me zen All of them switching like Bruce Jenner penned it got vent it How they sounding condescending I was riding, poppin wheelies Why the gotta plot against him Pinching pennies flipping o’s Sacrifices for the team Where they running when it goes down, I can't let you intervene Chief Keef with the beam Boy I'm Drizzy with the fade Billboard that's a hook Makaveli with the Kay Hit em up, mood Hit em up, mood Hit em up, mood Bet it never make the news Got ur biddy sending nudes Settle down and let her choose Oh you bought her Jimmy Choos I can see it in mirror She can see me in leer I'm need another year Murder ops, disappear David Blaine, tat tears A-one since day one It's depressing when they change up Still finessing can't change us All that hating don't phase us [Chorus] Houston mood Chop n screwed up Gucci on me ou yah You can never do that Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Fuck it I came with the sauce Houston mood Chop n screwed up Gucci on me ou yeah Y'all can never do that Thug life yah Mood Hit em up, mood Hit em up, mood Hit em up, mood Yeah

Walk into the red light yeah Stopping at the red light yeah Ain't no stopping and the red lightning yeah Runnin’ Runnin’ I run Runnin’ runnin’ You think you know me You cannot hold me back I ran all the red lights Just to find paradise here Gotta get away (I know) Gotta get away yeah (I'm getting close) Imma get away yeah (I know) Gotta get away yeah (I'm getting close yeah) I'mma get away Where we'll end up In this world I'll never know I just hope you'll be there when it all unfolds Ain't no stopping at the red lights yeah Feeling like a monster in the moonlight yeah If a copper want then it's on sight yeah If a hater want it then it's on sight yeah You never know Just drive Petal to the metal just drive or you'll never know Roll up the window In my rear view those my problems I don't wanna bring back those demons I been getting lost in this bottle yeah yeah yeah Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away (I know I know I know) Gotta get away yeah (I'm getting close) Imma get away yeah (I know I know I know) Gotta get away yeah (I'm getting close yeah) I'mma get away I’m blowing weed Hoodie on, biddy on deck Running with the pack o’d-ing on life Tryna find myself in the jungle Earn stripes been a minute in trench Where they selling hard white In the winter sell packs for the dinner Slide in a sinner huh Nines in the living room Fighting paranoia Feel me plus these niggas Never loyal Look I'm a ghost in the shell you can't go where I dwell All my foes living hell All my bros in jail I'm a product of my past in the projects doing bad writing my feelings on a pad just to ventilate it after In a basement Nothing but a mattress Getting wasted, stumbling drunk backwards Waking to a backwoods packed Repeat madness Tryna numb the pain running from the running ugh Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away Gotta get away (I know I know I know) Gotta get away yeah (I'm getting close) Imma get away yeah (I know I know I know) Gotta get away yeah (I'm getting close yeah) I'mma get away Runnin’ runnin’ Runnin’ runnin’ Runnin’ runnin’ No stopping at the red light yeah

Now that I'm back on my top shelf shit Niggas throwing daps Bows with your bitch Pounds at the crib, I'mma get it off Pals in the 6, got me when I call I just want all Audemars watch Armoured cars Bape camp on uh Art of war uh Start a war uh Dots on your dome and brains on the floor Violent there's something inside of me Demons, I'm tryna get rid of them Telling me murder the enemy Murder the ops and affiliates How did my mind get so venomous Snakes round me, the hate round me Growing up broke and rebellious Fake round me, they stay round me I can not fuck with you idiots Had to move powder for shoes Chris what's the matter with you Look I ain't got an hour to lose Had to move powder and dank War-ready why would I wait Walking I'm fly like a cape Negative energy in em I'm feeling the hate, what can they do anyway As long as I'm doing my thing I'm straight huh Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Ryder like PAC back in 96’ Humble for what everybody switched Now I stay low key anonymous Problem is I don't give fuck bout none of this Summon him, best gave my money I want it in hundreds How could you hate man I kept it a hunnid Now I'm flowing like a slitted wrist Running emo with it in the winter wind is where a nigga learned how to get a win Ghetto rock, Led Zeppelin Coming ridin round with the ventolin Shotgun got the pump on me, get beheaded niggas I'm your nemesis, I’m a real boy, you a replicate I wanted peace of love but niggas heckling Sneak dissing, keep your messages, keep your advice you were never rich Special cloth to the pedestrian This for my predators We go through hell just to penny pinch As long as we getting it uh yeah Long as we getting it uh yeah Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Aye, Throwing bows and leaving hematomas Anybody want it, coming on my lonely Deuce will cook your noodle, bake your macaroni Married to the money, holy matrimony Route of all evil, my GPS Ridin’ dirty niggas, devious Speeding, got PAC in my CD deck All of my licks getting easier, easier Now I'm flowing like a mac bussin’ Niggas lack luster Niggas biting flows Those were last summers All my new shit is like two bricks I'm getting new deals and a fat stomach I need two meals Red bottom on my boo heels Red thong I turned to Dru Hill Ain't no ass dropping and her boobs real That's a bad bitch I know mad niggas who do kill Run up on your whip And get your roof peeled, duck nuke and nigga momma duke still That's two kills, that's fucked up Leveled up, getting my bucks up, niggas still hating but what's up Come and they gonna get dusted Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Fuck it, I'm straight Been like this way from the womb, ridin’ my wave, my shit a monsoon When I die put everything in my tomb When I die put everything in my tomb I’mma be straight I’mma be straight I’mma be straight I’mma be straight

Stop acting blinded The pain is inspiring There’s a fire inside me, yeah yeah And it's obvious to see, yeah yeah Don't be Ray Charles Turn me up a lil bit Ray Charles, yeah yeah Ray Charles Ray Charles, yeah yeah All the real ones unknown All the real ones I know yeah all the real ones I know yeah Kept my friends and enemies so close All the real ones I know yeah All the real ones I know yeah Let me enter my zone now Let a nigga just zone out Why you acting like a hoe now Let me get it, just do you Why you holding me back boy I been at it like do it do it do it New nike shoes on the dude Cooling when I'm balling, break the backboard Whoa Camo down to my toes Whoa I'm soldier but you know that Hyper-stimulated my soul Whoa Now I'm looking for that fortune Like Ray Charles Ray Charles Ray Charles aye Now I'm looking for that, Like Ray Charles Ray Charles aye Ray Charles aye Now I'm looking for that fortune Ain't no slave to no minimum wage I can't, gotta find ways man I'm tryna make bank, goddamn Outta my way, gotta ride waves Gotta show love to fake, gotta break bread with the snakes If I made the bed then I'll lay, but I'll be damned if I wait Want both hands on the wraith, skrt Polo pants for the date, her Sorry for the fans that I'm late Had to deal with real shit niggas Sad the delay, had to move weight Dank and the yay, front me the work and I'll flip it but fuck you You want it come get it, I'm desperate get hit with the shank Chalk out that boy while he plank Put some respect on my name, niggas is birds This for my niggas in burgs, this for the ones on the curb Puttin’ in work like Ferg Notice when Mowgli emerge Yeah Stop acting blinded The pain is inspiring There’s a fire inside me, yeah yeah And it's obvious to see, yeah yeah Don't be Ray Charles Turn me up a lil bit Ray Charles, yeah yeah Ray Charles Ray Charles, yeah yeah

Based off true stories lil nigga Based god still know me lil nigga Fuck you Based off true stories lil nigga Based god still know me lil nigga Ray Charles in the zone no limits, I don't see you pussy niggas hoping that I fold never Got hoes on my line on a whole other level, now praying for kind Breaking hold from the devil now You can tell I'm rising yeah I been ducking federals Thriving in the streets money looking like confetti now Heavy metal style I’m a don, I’m a beast (beast) Fuck it I'm a god in my ghetto now (god) Tell em that my palms stay greased (greased) Slick back with the leather now Your pawn, your a sheep Purple Hearts on my sleeve now you fucking with a general Living better now, Gucci sweater now See you pussy niggas plotting getting jelly cuz I shut it down Shut up. pretty brown girl suck the nut up We was downtown till the sun up But my cousin my connect counting change in the gutter Fingers all cut up Coolest nigga ever my city know I'm the one I'm a one of one I'm a stunner Steve Austin awesome My summers like movies, light dewbies Do pornos under my covers aye Me and Husser from a common place I was in the point smoking joints tryna find a way Thug life nigga like PAC but the modern day Gun fights with you all, night this is not a phase I thought I told you that we won't stop, I thought I told you that we won't stop Pastor mase, Getting in tune nigga, in rented room With your bitch getting twisted like Rubik’s Cube Tell her pass the dank It's time to dominate Any nigga acting bold I annihilate I'm renaissance soul tryna fly away So I been getting so stoned eyes dilate I been getting poured up, coppin fours need it by the case I'm a rob the dealer just co-operate Ops want me broke, po’s taking food off his plate Had me in a hole then a rose put that on my grave Spending all day at the mall Hundred bitches and I swear I love you all Stay up and prey you don't fall Stay up and pay you don't fall Spending all day at the mall Hundred bitches and I swear I love you all Stay up and prey you don't fall Stay up and pay you don't fall

Raff all on me and my Ralph Two bitches and me on the couch Dolo I'm all in they mouth Tellin’ em stories man this what I'm ‘bout We were trappin’ out the house Devan never let me out We were bumping Project Pat Juicy J nobody else Gucci GG on my belt Versace shades all on my face Bape boxers with the cop stopper tucked momma didn't raise me this way Niggas were blocking my route All I wanted was the chains All wanted was the rings All I wanted was the wraith (Skrt) Nigga did it for the clout I was chopping in the rain How to get it in a drought Crooked showed me couple ways Gutter serving all the fiends yeah Product all stuffed in my jeans yeah Product of all that I seen yeah Atelier we the regime yeah Police wanna kill the dream Pussy niggas plotting hoping that I cease They hope over dose here a another bean Give em cigarettes inhaling nicotine But I won't ever fail extra magazines I'mma give em hell Freddy Kruger dreams I don’t shoot and tell I just let it be Coming through the hell Fire with a priest and a baby mamma tell her get up on her knees yeah I'm a need millions like Ebenezer Scrooge Leaning on I ain't got nothing to lose A sinners shoulder I condone all the things I show ya Poppin’ xannys, sipping lean Pop that asset, let me see Show me, show me, show me, yeah Show me, show me, show me, yeah Show me, show me, show me, yeah Leaning on a sinners shoulder, I condone all the things I show ya Show me, show me, show me, yeah Show me, show me, show me, yeah Show me, show me, show me, yeah

Man tell em to get they hands up, yuh I really came from the damn slums That's forty acres that's all forsaken Fuck Ronald Reagan we all were slanging Man tell em to get they hands up I'm balling on em that's And 1 I'll snatch ya chain and like and what Got mental problems the ghetto swallowed my mans up Off white hoodie your confrontation is welcomed It's on sight Niggas they know me I came from Heltah Skeltah Yo man my duo sick but I'm selfish Need a hundred bitches and marble tables for shellfish Broad day Slanging out rocks, the cards I was dealt with Kanye shoes on my feet, heat on my pelvis Sade music is bumping, soothing my senses Cruising round with your exes, crucifix on my necklace bless I'm feeling myself bro Look at my set bro I grew up on minimal funds I need me that check bro Niggas been playing me, wasting my time I'm speeding that Tec bro I'm at ya neck, just like Gillettem spilling that blood flow yeah This is that cut throat shit they'd hope would fold up I'm at ya front door hoe niggas I showed up They hated on me Two faces on em I showed love Tell em to kill they-selves that's a Lamborghini with the doors up yup Man tell em to get they hands up, yuh I really came from the damn slums That's forty acres that's all forsaken Fuck Ronald Reagan we all were slanging Man tell em to get they hands up I'm balling on em that's And 1 I'll snatch ya chain and like and what Got mental problems the ghetto swallowed my mans up Killing this bitch like OJ Simpson, the glove is fittin him snug The flow is tighter then sliding inside ya mistress fire That's three emojis, I need the trophies, the accolades the Cadillac with the candy paint The trillest been sippin syrup I’m channeling Michael Watts Put my life in these verses the fuck is a writer's block Chop up and screw the beat, I’mma show you my darkest thoughts Pimpin this system like tinted whips pullin up in that parking lot whoa yeah dip when the cops come Fuck ya costumes I know who they aiming for uh Soon as there glocks drawn They never put faith in me Nah nah they wanted me locked up They wanted me broke They wanted me washed up My adversaries are cowards come get devoured Just show your true colours, you pushing up flowers I'm tryna do numbers, move up on that ladder uh yuh I'm tryna do something, pull up in that phantoms skrt Man tell em to get they hands up, yuh I really came from the damn slums That's forty acres that's all forsaken Fuck Ronald Reagan we all were slanging Man tell em to get they hands up I'm balling on em that's And 1 I'll snatch ya chain and like and what Got mental problems the ghetto swallowed my mans up

Now you fucking with a top dog Rottweiler getting guaped up All nighter getting topped off, got my side bitch getting lock jaw Innovative when I jot stuff Meditate and go ape shit, paving the way for the aimless Lost niggas in the Matrix Adolph they way they brainwash em Take the chains off, that's slave shit I'm going a wall I moved the 8 ball Fraud the PayPal For the Bape shit Fake jays scrape pavement Motorola Razor Vibrate Duck the undercover agents Bob ‘n weaving through the crime wave Young Mowgli had the gun on me and the hoodie on On the block doly Selling fake Jordans, had the rocks on me Didn’t pay for em, had the plug homie I'm a real one Still one No one calling when the bills come First of the month I'm a bone thug Jay gutter got beans doped up Crooked in the bin, looking at the ten, praying always keep the hopes up John coming home, Mob Corleone If you want it, get the roses We just wanna get the Rolls Royce Had no bread, I had no choice Hit the block with the loud pack, wrap it up it make no noise These are my choices My mind is poison, I hear the voices Pray to the Angels, no can save you Devil’s embrace you Live for the moment, die for the moment, watch how these niggas erase you Watch how they hate you, making the changes think that I'm making a breakthrough Jolly ranchers and the wok Devil on my back like Brock Oh you wanna rap, want the Rollie and the drop Huh bad bitches with the yacht, sign your name on this contract Now I got you where I want Till your body rot Told em probably not, flip the table then I let the shotty pop Now you fucking with a boss huh They don't know how much it cost em Riding around with the Mossberg Body the one double crossing That's a dinner date, need another plate, all my dogs they been salivating Fuck the friendly game, I'm a renegade, that's a ninja blade, decapitate ‘em Fuck em really it’s retaliation, y'all been fucking with the wrong one Pull up on ‘em it's annihilation, tryna come up with the lost one From del barrios, like animals I been fucking with the shrooms Like I'm Mario, mass hysteria Boy the pudding in the proof I been putting in the work, then I put in the booth God level I'm Zeus, Long Metal I shoot Don't get out the pocket, got the iron on me like I’m Robert Downey Have you outer-body screaming Killuminatti anybody want it, getting bodied probably That's a sloppy toppy uh These are my choices My mind is poison, I hear the voices Pray to the Angels, no can save you Devil’s embrace you Live for the moment, die for the moment, watch how these niggas erase you Watch how they hate you, making the changes think that I'm making a breakthrough