Letras
Ayyyeee
Ayeeee
Ayo stop playing with my shit man
Live from the 732 you know
Ayyyeee
Ayyyeee
Knodat
Woah
Too much fake might get in my bag
All them knives they put in my back
All them those days I was down so Bad
Write my life and put it on wax
Ello Mac man I got yo back
I can't sleep and I will not slack
The world is yours and it's up for grabs
And it's just like that and it's just like that and it's just like that
Just touchdown and I just might dab
Get my cash I don't want no dap
Break her back and I kill her cat
Get good head I don't get attached
Don't regret nothing in my past
Give no fucks I'm just like my dad
In my duffie I'm in my bag and I'm in My bag and I'm in my bag
I'm so turnt like it is my last
All my cds they threw in the trash
Man like Joe gonna make it stack
Not my bro and you not my slat
Straight from the F now we on the Map
G.S.D going up on the graph
I got bro's you don't wanna spazz
Switch lanes wit two 0's on a dash
Too much fake might get in my bag
All them knives they put in my back
All them those days I was down so Bad
Write my life and put it on wax
Ello Mac man I got yo back
I can't sleep and I will not slack
The world is yours and it's up for Grabs
And just like that and it's just like That
Told myself ima live my life with no Regretting
Big blunts and big smoke in the air is Good aesthetic
Baby girl please don't try to play me Cause I'm petty uh yea
When you look in my eyes gon tell That I'm ready
Gotta watch all my opps aye
Haters wanna get me knocked aye
You could see all the scars on my Back I been through a lot aye
Boy you gotta pay yo dues if you wanna get lit or you wanna get hot Aye
I ain't even have no doubt soon one Day we gon touch the top aye