Lyrics
Me n my bros tryna make it out this system
In this life of sin imma need some assistance
If rap don't work mans whippin in the kitchen
That's my plan B so just give me a listen
My hearts beating from the shit that I'm risking
I'm in the T but I ain't talking bout no biscuit
My circles small but I can hear the snakes hissing
This world is booky I might have to cop a smithen
Fuck this hate i just wanna see some
Digits
I'm in the corner tryna pattern me some digits
You said you're real I just look at you like is it
This hating shit is long you man need to stop dissing
Stack my bread tall it's gonna reach the Eiffel tower
Me n bro like Tommy n Ghost tryna seek some power
I ain't taking no baths im taking money showers
Built this shit from nothing you can never take what's ours
Day in the life taking orders like I'm Amazon
Fuck these haters online prolly think im chatting shit
I've seen day ones switch up like anakin
Seen Jakes drive past froze up like mannequin
Took an L and my stack vanished like Madeline
But I spun that back n got on track it was baffling
No one knew the shit in my head that i was battling
Thought u were my bro but the truth was
unravelling
Get a re up and I'll fly that like it's Heathrow
If I ever wife a ting I'll keep that on a d low
Any beat I rap on man it's cold like sub zero
This cali that I'm puffing im in slow mo like im neo
Me n my bros tryna make it out this system
In this life of sin imma need some assistance
If rap don't work mans whippin in the kitchen
That's my plan B so just give me a listen
My hearts beating from the shit that I'm risking
I'm in the T but I ain't talking bout no biscuit
My circles small but I can hear the snakes hissing
This world is booky I might have to cop a smithen