It's a ongoin' struggle, while I'm gettin' blunted
Swing wood in metal, Veeze Paul Bunyan
Bag full of yellow pills look like Funyuns
Streets gettin' ugly, free my nigga Duggie'
Duggy told me I was major back when I was hustlin'
Why she never listen? Man, that shit aggravatin'
Soon as a nigga make it, you gotta ' do a thousand favors
They don't give a fuck if you did your mom a favor
Now when the phone ring who gon' pick it up?
When you feelin' down who gon' lift you up?
When you fail trial who gon' call, get them niggas hit up?
If you go broke, who gon' throw you sum'?
Them bitches ain't gon' care, they gon' kick dirt on you
They fuckin' other niggas and you put purses on 'em
Them sack-chasin' bitches, they around, I ain't flirtin' with them
They see the big dawg, wanna' tapeworm him (Yeah, I know that)
He gotta watch out every cardboard, we turn for one
We burn the traphouse 'till it's hot like the Earth core
I pray my lil' brother never have to sell [?] anymore
I should --
I pull a nigga card quick, he a fuck nigga (He a fuck nigga)
I had to block a nigga number, he got the tendencies of a bitch
She asked me what's that on my chain? It's my brother Quin
I'm ridin' late, pourin' champagne where his momma lived at
Every time I'm feelin' down, drugs pick me up (Yeah)
Back when I ain't had shit nobody asked for nun'
I cannot explain my problems, everybody think I'm livin' it up
If I go broke, who gon' throw me sum? (Nobody)
You better save a couple pennies for when the streets get slippery
Dead broke, he the joke and your bitch get silly (Yeah)
Still rent gettin' closer nigga palms gettin' itchy
It's hotter outside, her friends on some rich niggas
It's since you ain't got it everything about chicken (Huh)
Pride too big to go get a job, ain't it? (Ain't it?)
Pockets so empty, feel like a clock tickin' (Tick tick)
Gun in your hand loaded, and you sweatin' bullets (I do it)
When you get your time, she gon' fuck half the city (Half the city)
Same niggas that you called "Gang" laughin' at you
You ain't heard 'bout your boy, what what happen to him? (Huh)
Say he turned his life to God, he's a Pastor's boy
Way I pee a big man, it's some fairy tellers (Yeah)
If I tell you about my night, it sound imaginary (I swear to god)
If I imagine life without you, bae, my life would end
You know that I got yo back for life, you my twin (You like me)
I can't put a price on how I love you, priceless
I'ma have to wash my hands for life, the dirt I did
All these dead men on me, I'm a walkin' cemetery
If you were with me and my brother talkin', bitch you got some nerve
Show me that you loyal, you wanna' be with me forever
I love the Christian Dior shades, wear even if it's dark
I think about my niggas that's even in a box (Even in a box)
Order another thousand 1's, make these bitches twerk (Phew, frrrt)
Billboard Veeze