Raw

Done

You ain’t with the bullshit then why would you come

I ride on 280, I got me a baby, I’m bouta go brazy, don’t need me a gun

Yeah, and she wanna fuck for respect

I’ll give her diamonds and dick in her neck

I got 99 problems don’t leave me no mess

Please, don’t leave me no mess, set it up like I had it all

Bag it up, flip it and crush it like adderall

Chasing that bullshit in red like the matador

Back in the Chi with my 40, then pass it off

Pass it off, you cannot go when the package off

Pack it, then stack it, then crack it, then bat it off

I’ll be on Essex, on 157

Did this shit on own since a n*gga was 7

Since a n*gga was 7, a n*gga was whylin’

I used to get called to the office, I had to meet Dyfs

I didn’t like this, feel like the taken advantage of kids with the darkest of right skin

Yeah, better play yo' role when you see those things

Traumatized when we was kids, and everything would just go bang

Bitch I’m a sleaze, Since I’m 6

Look for the keys

I don’t need new friends now

Got a brand new way like

Et j’suis bien plus frais moi

I just dreamed bout a Benz last night

I’m gon’ get it

Some shit got me down but I’m chasin the bag

I can’t go back I can never go back

I got the juice and I’m real, on my life

Ain’t no bullshit I gotta rise

Rising, falcon, flyin'

Watch out, maybe, baby, I’m fallin'

I need paper, broke, can’t function

Everybody on my team grindin'