-verse- it's young papi, young mami, do what i say... when the chesse come in play... just move, out the way... you getting paid, check to check... i say my check, is paid... smoking weed, getting lean... in a savage way... moving steady, moving fedi... no' time delay... so much cash... that my money... comes from elsewhere... take the charge, beat the case... at a lower rate! i took a flight, to New York... and touch down... went to Jersey, saw The Jets... then and Touchdown! with more money there's more problems, that be dealing with... you fuck the middle-man? i fuck a bad bitch! cause a thot, is a thot... no matter, how they sit... i bag that bitch... head over heels... and love sick... if it's cool with you... i make your soul, feel... realer than real... back when those failed... so subliminal, her feelings are more chill... no trigger or nigga, could go there... blood oaths, make a nigga go... counterparts... with a bitch, knowing well... you need a, push start... hittin switches, and coastin... on Rodeo Dr... bumpin... no bitch or nigga... could say i lie... brotha! took a shot at me... and didn't break skin... my haymarker, will make a nigga... Tailspin... everyday is struggle... everyday is come-up... everyday is, some bread... and believe me, i'm a hustle... whether, you see me here... or leaving with hunnies... the nigga, going hard, no way that you can, cut me! the motives... 💯 i keep it... unbutton... just me and my balls, and i break them... for nobody... i keep a phat 40, for whoever thank, he a big homie... matter of fact... here you go, nigga... drink on it... it is what it is... i didn't make this shit up... you either die in the hood, or die somewhere else... the work you put in... doesn't matter, if you fail... let bygones be bygones... and hold down the crib...