Before you sleep
Make sure you creep
Check my life and tell me what you wanna see
Good money, Fast cars
No L's but a na working hard
Two jobs, selling boy
Throwing parties making noise
Bs low key on my dk but they will never tell the boy
I be really chasing checks and I'll never chase a broad
See my life, is slightly crazy
Free Suavay, that's Krazy Krazy
Drop the top and mite just pull up on your lady
Swear to god that she gone ride me like Mercedes
I'm gassed up, but tank on E
But you know, got stank on me
So what you want? That this or that
Jv on the track
Na run it back
Yo bh ask what she want, that this and that
That two for one special got damn I flipped a pack
K-I-Double-D Jv on the beat man issa track
What i want for a verse, issa stack
And i aint even, dropped a real single
No singles, na i need Pringles
Got a wifey, but still cut up
We living single
My bh a queen, your bh look just like Queen Latifa
Now catch me in the cut, probably rolling reefa
Hop out the car smelling like Jigga when you see me
I'm that na when you see me
Never broke, best believe me
I Got a belly
Rest of y'all out here living so bulimia, y'all not eating
I say Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok
Richie right by me, Jv is still the homie
I got it now, but then i didn't have the patience
Now free the gang, you know we Krazy Krazy Krazy
No distraction, bh we out here ackin
Copped the foreign and dropped a pic, no caption
I aint got sh to cap
Barry Sanders when i run it back
Barry Bonds when she throw it back
I'm a 90s baby baby
Fk the fame, see i just really want the paper, paper, paper
Fame too fraud that's lazy
2K17 Jay-Z
Cop my chick a Beamer
I'll swerve off in a Mercedes
Ok, the Mj's with the Marc J's
A shirt i can't ever pronunciate
Tommy Hill that don't fade away
And all my jeans are tailor made
Yeah, all my styles be player made
Plastic spoon coon hoe!