Potluck

Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren

Let niggas think they ahead of me

A million in the oven, cookin' up

I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me

Hundred legs in this city like centipedes

I'm suspecting the dates for the memory

Got a ring for the game on a bended knee

I can't name all the things that they lend to me

I was so bloody, I just get so rowdy

Back to back, we stuffin' hoes in the Porsche

Helicopter, New-York, for the skyline of course

Getting chased by some hoes I ain't thought I'd afford

Getting fame that I thought I'd avoid

Can't remember a month that I ain't make a forty

Gained the hustle, that made me immortal

Fake ass stuntin' just make niggas corny

They must take me for somethin' 'cause I'm cordial

I take niggas off, you can't say I ain't warn you

I retain what I'm taught for the soil

They can hate all they want, but they know me

Hit a stain, I spend time on my doly

I'm afraid they involved with the police

Got emotional lease off of no sleep

But I'm coziest on the low-key

Makin' a play for my bredren

Let niggas think they ahead of me

A million in the oven, cookin' up

I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me

Hundred legs in this city like centipedes

I'm suspecting the dates for the memory

Got a ring for the game on a bended knee

I can't name all the things that they lend to me

Aight

Lil' MAVI you got me, word, yeah

Making a play, Mike Tomlin (woo)

Twin with me too, he Omar Epps, two-step to the congregation like a bishop

It is what it be, bitch, c'est la vi shit

Cerave on the skin, smoother than criminal

Certainly 'bout the bag, get the bread, then we toast

'Cause this shit wasn't like this couple years ago, God damn (baby)

Hardly get downtown, that ain't how I get down, time waits for no man, no

Life like a restaurant, bet on the whole spot or end up on the menu

Straight from the Northside, off West Florissant, proof what poverty can do

Naturally, lil' ol' me keep three-four freaks for the inspo

Naturally, knee deep in the curly-head freak, poppin' all the Benzos

Used to take the metro link, now I'm linkin' with Metro Boomin, damn, though

The big flick quick 'cause the fan picked wick too thick, never puttin' out the candle

The big flick quick 'cause the fan picked wick too thick, never puttin' out the, yeah

Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I, I take niggas off (yeah, yeah)

You can't say I ain't warn you (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

They can hate all they want, but they know me

I'm afraid they involved with the police

Got emotional lease off of no sleep

But I'm coziest on the low-key

Makin' a play for my bredren

Let niggas think they ahead of me

A million in the oven, cookin' up

I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me

Hundred legs in this city like centipedes

I'm suspecting the dates for the memory

Got a ring for the game on a bended knee

I can't name all the things that they lend to me