yea I'm in it too win it that's how I'm gunna make it no need for pretending that's y I dnt fake shit coming up as the realest speaking realistically product of my own mind things I couldnt stop to think those thoughts are closer than reality out here is shoot to kill try and hit the rite melody watch ur tone feelin faded and jaded thats patron sippn who's trippin ama pull the bleeky bak and let it blow fuk a bitch i gotta let her go on that extra tip and some moe shit time to push off get gone bak in motion blunt after blunt yet I'm steady smoking niggas out here folded the game is all fuked up yet u feel the need to post shit u want the clout not knowing wut it means here pay attention kus attention pays me talking on my name I keep that shit gee in the streets packing a heat acting tough but u won't b kus I'm bak on my feet stacking chips hitting licks while I pull ur bitch keep it 100 got u runnin I'll be gunnin yea that's all me alone be never lonely bitch tryna run game but I've been lowkey