Letras
It wasn't easy I had to fumble the bag
Wide-eyed lil youngin
Ain't know what to do with the cash
It wasn't easy I had to fumble the bag
Touched my first 10 ain't been the same since
The goal is to be rich
Remember back hittin them roads
Plug on my line it's racks on the floor
It was me & Cleo
The miles we did unknown
I drove that bitch until the wheels fell off
Only had a single mission
Get the package speed off
Can't even speak on all the wins and all the losses we saw
I'm just glad the family good
We get up when we fall
When the punches coming to you
Stick your chest out
Stand tall, yeah
We had too many run-ins wit the fucking law
It wasn't easy I had to fumble the bag
Wide-eyed lil youngin
Ain't know what to do with the cash
It wasn't easy I had to fumble the bag
Touched my first 10 ain't been the same since
The goal is to be rich
It wasn't easy I had to fumble the bag
Wide-eyed lil youngin
Ain't know what to do with the cash
It wasn't easy I had to fumble the bag
Touched my first 10 ain't been the same since
The goal is to be rich
Only got one shot I can't miss
Only got one shot I can't miss
I don't even touch the rim
I swish
I'll never fold
I'll never switch
All the trouble lately got me sick
Billy you a fool
This beat really hit
From the six to the ends
We flaming shit
Ship taking off
Due time we lit
Ship taking off
Due time we lit
Ain't no reward without a risk
Ain't no reward without a risk