Cautious

Yea, Cmon

I blow exotic to cure my feelings

Bitches get mad cause I don't want no dealings

I do not know them ****, them **** just under my post and they don't get the picture

I'm being humble as ever these **** they know I can pop it, they knowing I'm different, that's just how I'm living

Remember them days we was slanging them K's, and we left some damage but didn't leave a trace

Chrysler 300 was going too fast, and I did the did the dash put them on a chase

Yea, in love with exotic when I blow that shit to face I be loving the taste

That young **** better be cautious cause we laying shit in a coffin put shit on the pavement

I gotta heal from all these scars cause I've been put through war

Mama and daddy had separated I had so many questions like why y'all divorce?

I was only like 13, it was long ago when I had jumped off the porch

They be like why you be rolling that dope so much cause I don't wanna feel no more

Cmon, let's go, yea

We come from the mud but I'm in here with Mud

Bitch always capping not showing no love

You better not play then you catching a slug

4.2 on the 40 run off on the plug

I'm not from Milwaukee I keep it a buck

When I roll a seven that shit not luck

I'm not gone backdown, 7.62, 5.56 they hitting his face he gone pass out

Yea, don't make me mad jn this bitch on my mama, on God imma flash out

Yea, woke up and spent me a bag today felt like I wanna cash out

Cmon, Let's go

I blow exotic to cure my feelings

Bitches get mad cause I don't want no dealings

I do not know them ****, them

**** just under my post and they don't get the picture

I'm being humble as ever these **** they know I can pop it, they knowing I'm different, that's just how I'm living

Remember them days we was slanging them K's, and we left some damage but didn't leave a trace

Chrysler 300 was going too fast, and I did the did the dash put them on a chase

Yea, in love with exotic when I blow that shit to face I be loving the taste

That young **** better be cautious cause we laying shit in a coffin put shit on the pavement (Gang, the fuck)

Why you keep telling them lies I see all that shit through yo eyes dawg

I'm finna roll me a blunt of exotic and pop me a Tylenol

Fuck is that young **** talking bout he know how I'm coming I keep me fye when I walk out in public

Imma call my mama you not my cousin

**** be cussing and fussing for nothing

Cmon, Let's go, on God (Yia)

My young **** stay on that block like Drummond, I keep me this

Glock on my hip for my conscious

12 keep pulling me over but I'm riding clean so they cannot find the substance

And I'm in the yo with my brothers, everything come out my mouth is hot like a oven

I blow exotic to cure my feelings

Bitches get mad cause I don't want no dealings

I do not know them ****, them **** just under my post and they don't get the picture

I'm being humble as ever these **** they know I can pop it, they knowing I'm different, that's just how I'm living

Remember them days we was slanging them K's, and we left some damage but didn't leave a trace

Chrysler 300 was going too fast, and I did the did the dash put them on a chase

Yea, in love with exotic when I blow that shit to face I be loving the taste

That young **** better be cautious cause we laying shit in a coffin put shit on the pavement