just started and I'm already ahead of yall, I can't wait till I get rich so I can make this money fall Money fall gotta get my bag, like wats up with yall Money call, imma go to work like its study hall, I been grinding nigga i aint never falling off my feet, you would think I'm off the gas they way my eyes look half asleep wake up nd Im entering another bad dream, I ain't polo g but I been wishing for the finer things Niggas hate but you behind, bro wassup with you I can really rap, do not compare me to them other dudes Plotting on me I can see you niggas through the rear view Posed yo be my bro, guess that's really what that jungle do I ain't even tripping get a bag, share it with the clan Durag tied around my head like a Taliban text amir so I can see if he got a plan Nd iant even mad niggas knoe that I be coolin man Stop all that fakin bro, I beat you up a week ago Cracked em in he's heels, now he walking on his tippy toes, 1,2 3,4,5,6,7,8 Start rapping numbers, imma make the kids cooperate You just judge me, you dont kno wat I went through I'll wear the same clothes, I dont need to impress you I'll date the same hoe, baby I'll never cheat on you Imma always stay wit God, cause dars wat grandma told me to