I've been up all night
Hoping the grind will pay
Lil boy tryna buy that money
Shit I'm tryna escape
Haha
I've been up all night, no sleeping just working, hoping the grind will pay
Lil boy tryna buy drip with his money, that's foolish
I'm trying to move right and escape
Lately, I've been swiping up these CC's
Shout out Stacey now the money's been made
Back then they used to hate up on the kid
So evidently yeah we can't be the same
Hold tight imma need my pilot, me and bro in the whip we gliding
Suburban pedal backs, now we got doors rising
They used to talk shit now I don't like them
Now they tryna bring me down, woah bro ever so frightening
They can see the plays I make, like it's NBA, why the boys be hiding?
Bally on me, so they don't see my face, they gone see my drip I guess I still be bait
All this talk about NPC, why you envy me? I do not swing that way
Put bro up on the UAV if I COD, then the shooters gone blaze
Eyes be blurry so blurry, gone red like bull when I smoke this haze
So, tell me why you talk on my name, coz you won't say shit when I'm making it rain
Back then didn't wanna fuck with a guy like me, so why would I go fuck with a lame?
See me, I'm tryna switch my game, got a light skin with her status changed
And, she tryna be my wifey and she likes me, so my eyes might stay
Bring a 10 outa 10 to the party, she a barbie, tryna fuck with the kid
Got my bros back like I'm Morty and Rick, shooting targets, I don't know how to miss
Cold hearted, I'm a heart breaker, so tell me why would I go fuck with a bitch?
Passenger side with the blacked out windows, now she tryna fuck coz we lit
All my bros be BMX riding yeah we gliding, we gone switch that lane
Two 10's in the coupe, we ain't basic, got some models tryna swing my way
5 foot girl with a pretty lil face, short got thighs and she likes my game
Bad B boujee telling me she likes me, put it top bins shoot my shot like Kane
I've been up all night, no sleeping just working, hoping the grind will pay
Lil boy tryna buy drip with his money, that's foolish
I'm trying to move right and escape
Lately, I've been swiping up these CC's
Shout out Stacey now the money's been made
Back then they used to hate up on the kid
So evidently yeah we can't be the same
Hold tight imma need my pilot, me and bro in the whip we gliding
Suburban pedal backs, now we got doors rising
They used to talk shit now I don't like them
Now they tryna bring me down, woah bro ever so frightening
They can see the plays I make, like it's NBA, why the boys be hiding?