I got a plan to run up some bands You tell me I can't, I tell you, I am Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can Glizzy on me, .38, it won't jam Opp pack, I can make you a strand Free Mark, he went dumb off a Xan' Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram Bitches see me and they know who I am I remember I was whippin' the pan Wasn't right, but I did what I can Fuck it, though, 'cause I'm just livin' my life Remember times when the day wasn't bright Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite I'ma make sure all my niggas aight Commissary and I'm shippin' out kites Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night Fire bitches started bein' polite I remember when I wasn't they type Now they figure I can better they life I ain't listenin' to niggas' advice Unless I feel what you tellin' me right Fuck tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight I got potential to ball like I'm Mike VVS diamonds, no regular ice Heard a mistake when they see me on sight Bitch, all that talkin' endanger your life I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke Bread on my head, I could double the price, nigga