I'm catching these plays I'm aimin for ya Taco. I made so much money you'll think I hit the lotto. Hitting this girl from the back and yeah she a model. Imma run up a sack spend a rack on my momma. Stop dissing on folks you kno we bout drama. You play we'll spray I'm up in the Lamma. From old to new trust funds like Obama . I'm still calling shots like my name was Osama I been plottin on a dollar since I was a toddler. I'm catching these plays and bros strapped wit that Choppa. I'm writing these songs so much hate from a child. So much pain up inside my mommas drugged out. Daddy got sent up the road but he made his way out. He own his own business I'm proud of you now. Grandpa shake back man I need you around. I'm sorry for the past I hope your proud of me now. I'm doing way better no more goofys around. Once I was lost but now I am found. I got a passion for music I got this stuff from the ground. I'm on my way up and I cannot look down. I put a smile on my face no I can't put a frown. But I'm still fighting demons I can hear em right now. Anxiety depression I can't slow down. Abandoned ment issues moms still not around. I'm shooting for the top and I'm snatching the crown. Like I said Big bro we makein it now. The one's that loved us is hatein us now. Some of em is loyal they stayin around. But most of em is fake and nowhere to be found.