(Ooh)
(Ahh, yeah yeah)
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah, ahh)
Ahh, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(Ahh, 4)
Ice on my wrist titanic
Richard mil rolly the patek
Look at the sky I'm so grateful I ain't been to jail
Life's been a madness
Celebrating with my gs
Up in a v
Baddies and cannies
Came a long way used to share the same shoes
Used to share the same fabrics
Baggeuttes on my bezel it's crazy
Remember when I would imagine
Turned the hustle to a passion
Now the results outstanding
I broke her heart
She want me to fix it I'm no mechanic
Baby my heart break was worse
It's like it was done with ceramics
Give her the ts and the cs before I fuck her
Going crazy she mad I can't love her
She keep asking me who broke my heart
Girl I only had one I gave that to my mother
Scarred emotionally drip just a cover
Smoking blunts in my German with gunna
Anything's possible I seen that nigga there
Go from nothing to wunna
I told her after the stu I would buck her
She keep on asking for my ETA
She want my chromosomes
Yeah she want my dna
She wanna fuck with no rubber
My favourite mistake was my daughter
Ain't dumb enough to make another yeah
Bitches crazy I cant trust another
Only my sister and mother yeah
Sometimes I wonder
What would life be like if I was born rich
Would I be hitting shots out the Honda
Would I watch them plates for undercover
I'm so grateful, made me who I am
Wouldn't be myself without the come up
Don't let it get to your head boy
Stressing gone make you a dead boy
Ice on my wrist titanic
Richard mil rolly the patek
Look at the sky I'm so grateful I ain't been to jail
Life's been a madness
Celebrating with my gs
Up in a v
Baddies and cannies
Came a long way used to share the same shoes
Used to share the same fabrics
Baggeuttes on my bezel it's crazy
Remember when I would imagine
Turned the hustle to a passion
Now the results outstanding
I broke her heart
She want me to fix it I'm no mechanic
Baby my heart break was worse
It's like it was done with ceramics
Baby my heartbreak was worse
Everything going wrong feel like a curse
Is it cos I'm with killers
Couple go Jummah
Couple go to church
I been smoking that loud
Life's been getting on my nerves
I'm with a Bitch in the clouds
She gone suck me till I'm out
I'm rapping for the pain not the clout
Where were they when I wanted some wings with my chips
And I couldn't I just had a pound
No asking mum prefer my tummy growl
I been hustling from a child
If hustling had a grade
Mine would be an A
And ima graduate, keep on going all the way
Some times I wonder
Why I gave you my heart and you broke it
All the pain me and sis had to suffer
Crazy how I'm talking bout my mother
I'm so grateful
Made me who I am but emotionally now I'm a Fuck up
Don't let it get to your head boy
Stressing gone make you a dead boy