Yeah. uh , Steady reminiscing bout them dark days, momma wishin I would change my ways, daddy wishin he could catch a break. All I know is hustle ah nigga took the hard-a-way. Spoon fed niggas sittin there with they hands out, I’ll be damned if I walk up out my house and I don’t stand out. Bitches shitted on me back then when I was down now they trynna bust it down like imma fuckin clown but it’s fuck em now I’m getting money now and I’m in your town you better ask around it ain’t your town boy you arent aloud and I’ll take you down hit you in the back w this fucking gat then fuck around go flip a pound we ain’t stopping there it’s 2020 money in the air. We can really brag yeah we came from nothin, 1202 Wooster grannys house used to be stuffed full of shooters hoppin car to car trynna find a lick yeah we got a brick then we did a flip 38k yeah just in one day money moves coming from me n my niggas ain’t no stoppin fuck around and play let the chopper spray then let me know what the preacher say small town nigga but you already moved out the way I ain’t worried bout y’all niggas anyway you all fake n you all lame you make as much as my fuckin change I’m outa breathe this my first ever rap man I needa plaque already made a rack aint no laid back we from war city if you trynna scrap drop the fuckin maps