All the youngins in my hood popping percs now Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' worse now You gotta tell 'em put them guns and the percs down Them new jails got ten yards in 'em and that's your first down, uh And I ain't come here to preach I just

(Park Hill romance) We got the love but they put out the fire (Park Hill romance) 'Cause they expect us to walk on the wire I love ya, will you marry me? Oh, what a shame we gotta pay for reality Ain't it sad, sad, sad? Every day, every day, every single

Gucci on my tip (Guwop), nut right on her nipple (bah) Young nigga with them M's (young nigga), I get disrespectful (hey) Treat y'all all the same (yah), none of y'all bitches ain't special (nah) Keep your mouth closed, little bitch I might bless you

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

If, you don't know, who I be You better ask somebody about me Oh, you wanna be tough nigga, a look is enough I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga And they'll tell ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy I, know, you, know I'm, on,

Do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Anything) They do anything for clout (Clout) Do anything for clout (Clout, do this, woo woo) We straight out the streets Straight out the streets to a penthouse, Miami beach (Yayo) Niggas talk

My bitches love me, yeah (love me, yeah) My bitches love me, yeah My bitches love me, yeah (yeah) I get her Gucci (aye) They give me loyalty I got it untucked We up in Barney's (aye) I'm a good lookin' nigga, I'ma stunt (I'ma stunt) Said, I'm a good

We the young niggas gettin' money, yeah Everybody 'round us gettin' money, yeah Niggas in the back, they gunnin', yeah VVS diamonds so stunning, yeah We the fuckin' Get Money Bros 30, you a fool for this one Ear Drummers

Oh yeah, oh yeah ah, ah, ah ah Darlin' makes 'em do it now (Busted) hey (Busted) hey, yeah Ah ah ah ah ah ah Hey, hey mama said the way you move Gon' make you sweat, gon' make you groove Ah ah child way ya shake that thing Gon' make you burn, gon' make

Hey, where the piano at shawty? Y'all ain't never seen a dope boy play the piano and rap at the same time I'ma show you somethin', dig this I'm 22 and a vet in the game Say I'm, supercoo', still a threat at the same