Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

These niggas know

Alright, check it out bro, bro, bro, bro

Look

Uh, yeah, yeah

Uh, shit, uh, yeah

My mood really swinging, I peruse like a native would do

What I'm thinking I should do for the sake of myself

No games with this cash, go play with yourself

We stay on your ass

Your sense of safety melt in a flash, bang

Don’t know what I'ma say

Cause I don't label the bags, I stay in ’em

See you shooting but your angles is trash

Don't play with us, I revisit the past

Port wine and pages of pass

Momma say don't play with them scabs

It's safe to say I see the reason I'm bleeding out

I need you now, closed lips make the mouth breathers frown

Two's a team, three a crowd

Twelve street, I kept some lean around

Help me, it's been a minute since I seen a decent count

The wealth be the labor's fruit

The loop hold up the belt, G’s felt

All praises due, the juice unattainable

Like Tang in the booth

Dark face on the news

Clouds grey on the move

On the way like the truth

Yeah, yeah, uh

I said the dark face on the news

Clouds grey on the move

On the way like the truth (On the way like the truth)

Yeah, clouds grey on the move

On the way with the-