Bulletproof

Yeah, I just split the lick both ways

I had to do it for a gold chain

Now I'm always lookin' both ways

But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain

Don't judge me on what I had to do, yeah

I be whippin' down the avenue, yeah

Like the whip bullet proof, yeah

I'm just tryna make some revenue, yeah

Had to get it from the mud 'fore I started ballin'

You ain't seen the struggle how I really saw it

Know I'm from the hood where we do your mans grimy

.45 Just in case a hoe try me

Stack the bands up, yeah I'm hood rich

I could never trust no hood bitch

Ride or die for me, yeah I keep those mans by me

Outside with a trigger right beside me

Whippin' down the street bumpin' Pimp C now

Mama always trippin' but she believe now

Still up on the block but I'm countin' G's now

Shooters from the hood really holdin' me down

I just split the lick both ways

I had to do it for a gold chain

Now I'm always lookin' both ways

But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain

Don't judge me on what I had to do, yeah

I be whippin' down the avenue, yeah

Like the whip bullet proof, yeah

I'm just tryna make some revenue, yeah

Ayy, nigga they been actin' funny since the money came

I promise I'm not the one that the money change

Plottin' on a bust down and another chain

I had to get it out the mud, it ain't no other way

We was cuttin' class and cuttin' yay, them the hustler days

A corner boy's ambition to touch a hundred K

Quarter milli tucked away, that's just me and my daughter straight

You know that's daddy lil' girl, she was born on Father's Day

Hopefully all this money I'm makin' give my ma a break

Suckers say they finna slide but knowin' them, they probably ain't

If that ain't what you wanted, it's nothin', you'll be accommodated

You could be the victim of snitches, still isn't tolerated

I just split the lick both ways

I had to do it for a gold chain

Now I'm always lookin' both ways

But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain

Don't judge me on what I had to do, yeah

I be whippin' down the avenue, yeah

Like the whip bullet proof, yeah

I'm just tryna make some revenue, yeah

I'm workin' nine to five, fuck a nine to five

I'm just tryna hit the gas in my 95's

My mama stay on my ass about gettin' high

'Cause she know when I smoke I'ma step outside

She told me, "Baby boy you lucky that you still here"

I said, "Mama I'm just lucky that you still near"

Drivin' in my neighborhood tryna steer clear

But I heard my past plottin' tryna leave me here

But I ain't trippin' 'cause I'm winnin' on a big scale

And all my worries go away when I inhale

The only time to be worried's when you in jail

But for now I'm just focused on my retail

I just split the lick both ways

I had to do it for a gold chain

Now I'm always lookin' both ways

But fuck tuckin' in my gold chain

Don't judge me on what I had to do, yeah

I be whippin' down the avenue, yeah

Like the whip bullet proof, yeah

I'm just tryna make some revenue, yeah