U know I remember I was just broke Who That a mill or a knock at the door Ima good nigga I don’t really know But as I approach I’m upping this pole I’m from the raq we Ont call it the chi A pak or a pole The 6 or the 5 When I step outside every day I be fly Living like I might be ready to die Ima og i know all the youngins I take that belt off and start spanking the dumbest I got it covered from summer to summer Ima move over so we could get money Ima play dumb and then fill up a whole Throw dirt on ya back if a nigga be fronting I use to be wild and outta control But since I been out I’m taking it slow Its Been a Murda he killing the beat My biggest fan was a selfie of me I’ll take a lil love cuz that’s spose to be free It’s expensive as fuck you show up wit a fee I’ma sick of yo shit 103 It must be me I got fever Shaking off something it must be the demons they keep jumpin inn they like tryna redeem me Straight to the meaning U funny as Keenan That’s 40 cal ain’t no splitting the team up