I be riding in a new thang
Full squad with the woes that's gang gang
Been through plenty shit that had thought me how to maintain
Even Sundays wasn't sunny on sundays
Had to wake up and go get it every monday
Its two ways hope we never go the wrong way
Real is outta fashion fake niggas on the runway
In the city had to grow up on gunplay
Had no handouts had my niggas in constraints
Everything froze
Everything froze
Doings on code
We on the roll
Always on road
Everything froze
Doings on code
We on the roll
Everything froze
Everything froze
Everything froze
Everything froze
Doings on code
We on the roll
Everything froze
Everything froze
Ride for my niggas in the city
Everytime we on know that shit could get silly
Everything time we on know we finna make a killing
We dont go wrong keep em niggas in they feelings
Running city got me feeling all dizzy
Maybe it's the cruise word to man breezy
They can never see me acting silly
I do wrong but am addicted to the right things
Make business plans to get richer man
Richard milli on my right wrist thats bands
Got my day one's, i don't need new friends
I just wants more em's
Like a hundred grand
Hunnid bands
Run that back
Million bands gotta put it in the bag
Take all that crap I don't do sea food
See you when I see you no disturb when I dey crash
Keep days ones in my arms waiting till the day comes
Rack it up and watch the money get long
I been down had to pipe up
Blow up like pipe when the pressure gets strong
Pray hard for the family word to my bros
If i said it then I mean it that's on my soul
When I go back on it may water carry me go
Out here asking why me going psycho
And a nigga stayed different
From the slumps now we pimping
Diamonds on my neck and my chain all linking
Presidential on the left wrist like Lincoln
Pockets getting till fat till a young nigga limping
Never changing still the same till infinity Always Shady red e y e's my identity Unapologetic
From hood etting rap been in me
Quiet nigga blowing loud thinking big
She wan riddle me
Phoney boys cant test this
Coz they aint got balls like testis
Its God then mama then checks please
Do it right though a nigga is a lefty
Tryna rack bands till the squad gets wealthy
She feeling me n I like to munch on her like she minimie
She get me up
Part of some problems are prolly obvious
But they can't catch me slipping whether things tedious
I be riding in a new thang
Full squad with the woes that's gang gang
Been through plenty shit that had thought me how to maintain
Even Sundays wasn't sunny on sundays
Had to wake up and go get it every monday
Its two ways hope we never go the wrong way
Real is outta fashion fake niggas on the runway
In the city had to grow up on gunplay
Had no handouts had my niggas in constrains
Everything froze
Everything froze
Doings on code
We on the roll
Always on road
Everything froze
Doings on code
We on the roll
Everything froze
Everything froze
Everything froze
Everything froze
Doings on code
We on the roll
Everything froze
Everything froze
I been on lock for dayz
Tryna figure out my space
Thinking if I want this fame
Maybe just the paper
Better just be on your lane
Lemme not pour my repressed rage
Aye my Cheese Lois Lane when I pull up to the spot man we going Clark Kent on g's
I got hunnid a milly on mind with those checks i ain't no rest nor sleep
We popping less talking
Give em no choice but only to lock in
Stay shady getting plenty m's
Bank breaking like professor with the ferry gang
Banks breaking like professor with the ferry gang
Mind free but on my chest I got alotta chains
We the best ayy
With no stress ayy
Stack more checks and if you touch it I go vex ayy
Don't get lost in your thoughts
Thinking u could try us
Knock your light out Nepa
Make you sober like break ups
Sip my soda no liquor
I don came from the bottom
Heading to the top and I hope I wont change up
Pray the money don't change us
Run abj and J and we link up in lagos
Me and all brothers not basic
And we unto winning just face it
We been in the kitchen whipping baking soda
Wanna get the cake this shit fire oh Lord
And i Been working hard on my shit
Die hard to get rich aye
Hunnid bands on my wrist aye
And we getting too lit on God
We just (Spazzin)
Roll one we gassing
My style they jagging
But they can never be me and im bragging