Right Now

I'm in the booth with the FN, I'm a big fish

Jakes on my dick when I be riding 'cause I flip shit

Fresh out the Waldorf high, getting my dick licked

My right wrist cost everybody in you click kit

150 show, she pulled up like a dipstick

I'm like the real life Nino Brown if he didn't snitch

I'm like your favorite rapper style if he lived it

I'm worth ten million, still in the trenches

Five years ago when it was 60 for a fent brick

Just took my grandma her 250 independent

Zo in the Feds right now with a pinched lip

Just for lil' bro, I'll get a opp **** bitch kiss

I'm easy baby, I like long hair and French tips

Ion drive Mercedes, them the type of whips my bitch get

120 days, I treat her like a princess

Don't get to playin' crazy, baby, or you dismissed

I used to tote 380s, now I tote extensions

We had to lock it in in blood for the friendship

Ask the streets, them EST **** been rich

Ask the streets, them EST **** been lit

Ask the beef, never mind, them **** been snitched

Bet if I ball out with this iron, then you getting hit

Thirsty to hurt shit, he need his thirst quenched

Don't look too long, you see me out, you get your shirt drenched

My lil' bro shirked shit before he ate a Perc 10

I'm thanking God for letting us shine, letting the curse lift

You keep repeating for a reason, you ain't learned shit

You keep repeating for a reason, you ain't learned shit

You keep repeating for a reason, you ain't learned shit

You keep repeating for a reason, you ain't learned shit

I'm in the booth with the FN like I'm Shark Boy

They wore a wire on me before, that's why I'm paranoid

Valet at post oak detail my car 'cause it's a Rolls Royce

My earrings probably cost more than what you signed for

The Feds gave Lil Scary 15 for 8 grams of boy

It broke my heart like I ain't give 30-40 to every lawyer

But he a bull, smile in court, send them strips to him

These legends love us, stunts I pulled that don't remember doing

I kept it going brick or more a week in the middle of the war

I told my daddy at seventeen I'd never go work at Ford

He couldn't avoid it, had to see himself how I was doing it

He wanted to lock in with the smoke but I was moving dog

On work release, seven to four, ankle monitor on

I used to drive shit back and forth with no extra charge

Before I ever thought to find a beat and press record

I used to press up off of Zorn, blood, watch the door

Turn around George on my first few tours with no song to perform

Turn around George on my first few tours with no song to perform