Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, uh [Verse] They want the villain at the top Play the humble card the world gon' test you, what you 'bout? I don't give a fuck I sprinkle krillin in my watch I been thinking about big bucks and how the fuck we make it out? Scheming and I'm peeling out the 740 645 the cleaners, I just drop 40 I just put the diamonds in my drop, shorty Drop a 2 inside the Sprite, I'm finna fly to Oregon Collectors items, drop the merch, we tryna find in storage Brand new vintage glass pot, the stove top important First time around and we ain't get to shine we wanted Let a couple niggas rock but we know that they poison And these fake woke ass nigga must be sipping Folgers I remember faces from the begginin' but I don't remember yours My intuition back and forth with my paranoia Every day and in and out, I keep hearing voices Classic kick with yo' bitch, got her rocking Forces 1978 in Z28, it's packing horses I feed my people off my dinner plate, we split the portion We be on time, never a minute late, just ask the sources And if I follow my first mind that mean I'm getting closer Like Juvenile ride with my 9, can't get caught slipping up on me You know they hunting for your kind, don't fall a victim homie And every day you get that chance you make a different moment