Текст песни
New money coming in,God forgive our sins
Every got a dream,Everybody gotta eat
They ain't nobody tryna crash out on the grind
Get use to the plight,Di sohara,We gon get it right
Di bin bira add more fire
Let's fucc it up
Eight seater presidential,All black with a red interior
From the trenches to the trap trap to the fast money and city life
I have never been with the hype,I'm diligent in front of your sights
I can't be fucked up twice
I go hard to keep this shit alive
Iron lungs you can't smoke with us
Hot blood they don't mess with us
My Niqqas died by street side,We cut ties if you rat on us
Red eye we ain't here to play,Life is not a skit
Ti nin moo ya Pam ban mili mili
I don't fuck with a g, who might hate or drain me
They can't never scare me
Yeah yeah
Super genetics more like a bandit
I'm optimistic I trust my instincts
They don't understand how we keep kicking
Avoid them problems I don't like broke chicks
It doesn't matter how close we might be,Quick to cut ties
We them boys repping northsyde
We don't share no hate on this side
Spit my pain through these verses
Mborila generational wealth so I'm breaking curses
Always on the field I'm an activist
Being through dark places I'm an narcissist
We don't need no assistance
Over here I know the streets will never hail
We don't need no assistance
Over here I know the streets will never hail
Man don't dance we flood the club with dollar bills
And watch the girls hold the tiny poles
Stripper thinks I'm feeling her
I'm just having fun no emotions
I embrace my growth can't slow me
I'm different than them they know this
On top of the scene we can't be defeated guess we the realest
New money coming in,God forgive our sins
Every got a dream,Everybody gotta eat
They ain't nobody tryna crash out on the grind