200K

G, I think we got one

Timeline, oh my God

Look, two-hundred thousand on the dash (Uh-huh)

Ain't tryna rush it, but I'm movin' fast

I get money, I been in my bag (Uh-huh)

Layin' low, but I move like an activist

I don't talk, but I preach and I'm passionate

And I rock wit' my brother beside me

I walk around wit' my guap in my pocket

Playin' 'round wit' the tool, he ain't usin' no logic

Know I came out the project, ****

Hop out the lot and I blew all my bread

All these thoughts in my head got me goin' insane

Rocks on my neck, had to cop me a chain

I just ran up a bag, see how far I done came

Flip me a check, had to run up the meter (Uh-huh)

I won't lie, I might trip off a Percocet

I've been down, so I keep me a liter (Uh-huh)

If they tell me it's water then I'm purgin' it

Jumpin' up and I'm ready for blastoff

I might hit me a lick with my mask off

Pushin' this whip like a Nascar

Ridin' 'round, I been dishin' the pack off

Had to jug and finesse off of iPhones

**** talk out his head, get him knocked off

If it's murder, I got it on lock, we gon' burn the whole block

Shooters up, they gon' pop off

You gon' die, ain't no doubt we gon' mask it up

I won't lie, I been ballin' like basketball

I've been flippin' that bag, I'ma stack it up

I was just broke, but I had enough

And you claim to be real, it ain't addin' up

I can tell that you fake, you ain't ridin' for real

I just stay to myself and I bottle my feels

I'ma run up, gettin' numb off of pills

Yeah, got new drip

Top off, sippin' on this goose

**** on ten, gonna keep that full clip

I was down bad, now I'm back on my bullshit

I gotta ride with a shotty, ****

I got money, don't care for the power, ****

And I feel that these **** be counterfeit

They gon' plot, so I ride wit' the scotty, ****

I took off to a whole new environment

Don't like to talk, I be hidin' my pain

Pushin' my whip, I might blow out the brakes

Ran up a bag, see how far I done came

And they know that I'm hot 'cause I walk wit' the flames

Stay on the low, but I move like a savage

I'll take off your head, tryna mention my name

Stop when I walk, gotta check my DM

I got too many hoes, I ain't even ashamed

She said she lovin' my style

I still got on my chains when I wake up

When we fuck, she be makin' these sounds

But she know I don't want no relations

I been takin' these shots wit' no chaser

I be feelin' like shit ain't the same

Flat on my back, I was stuck in the rain

Nowadays I pull up, I ain't tuckin' my chain

I been swervin' through lanes (Woah)

Hop out the lot and I blew all my bread

All these thoughts in my head got me goin' insane

Rocks on my neck, had to cop me a chain

I just ran up a bag, see how far I done came

Flip me a check, had to run up the meter (Uh-huh)

I won't lie, I might trip off a Percocet

I've been down, so I keep me a liter (Uh-huh)

If they tell me it's water then I'm purgin' it

Jumpin' up and I'm ready for blastoff

I might hit me a lick with my mask off

Pushin' this whip like a Nascar

Ridin' 'round, I been dishin' the pack off

Had to jug and finesse off of iPhones

**** talk out his head, get him knocked off

If it's murder, I got it on lock, we gon' burn the whole block

Shooters up, they gon' pop off

I'm drippin' hard from my head to my socks

I'm makin' moves, pullin' up for my block

Watchin' my back, I got too many opps

And they wantin' me gone, but I'm not gon' stop

Varsity star, you ain't takin' my spot

Fuck around, bend the block wit' the top off

Hit a lick for the guap, get 'em knocked off

**** talkin' out his head, knock his top off

Boy, I ride wit' that bang and I swear to God I won't use it in vain

I stay in my lane, I'm goin' through changes, ****

People be losin' their life every day

This shit been insane, this shit gettin' dangerous

Either way, you gon' pick or you choose

I wake up, another one, a new

Gamble your life, you gon' win or you lose

And my foot on the gas, I got nothin' to lose

Let's go

Hop out the lot and I blew all my bread

All these thoughts in my head got me goin' insane

Rocks on my neck, had to cop me a chain

I just ran up a bag, see how far I done came

Flip me a check, had to run up the meter (Uh-huh)

I won't lie, I might trip off a Percocet

I've been down, so I keep me a liter (Uh-huh)

If they tell me it's water then I'm purgin' it

Jumpin' up and I'm ready for blastoff

I might hit me a lick with my mask off

Pushin' this whip like a Nascar

Ridin' 'round, I been dishin' the pack off

Had to jug and finesse off of iPhones

**** talk out his head, get him knocked off

If it's murder, I got it on lock, we gon' burn the whole block

Shooters up, they gon' pop off