(Antt did the track)
Yeah, All facts lil’ n***a, huh
What up, Antt?
Let a b*t*h run my life is where you lost me
Me bein’ a broke #ss n***a? Don’t insult me, huh
Just left Golden Sun, and I got sparkly
Reggie baby spendin’ dog sh*t, and Hutch like Starsky
Ran off wit’ that firework, so I sparked ’em
Bullsh*t #ss weed, that sh*t look just like Parsley
I’m a star with bucks, but I never made coffee
Keep a stick in my hand, but never went golfin’, huh
Trust me, watch the n***as that you knew the longest
Now I’m on, all I really had to do was focus
It’s two hundred on the dash, I used to do the focus
I’m a general, because I’m movin’ soldiеrs
I made three-fifty in a week, like some Yeezy snеaks
You gotta report to your boss, how can we compete?
I just made a vegetarian come eat my meat
I was f**ked up, I used to just f**kin’ eat and sleep, huh
Layin’ in bed, just countin’ sheep
Fast forward to now, I’m paranoid, I can’t go to bed
Told myself “f**k countin’ sheep, let me count this bread”
Told yo’ wife “I don’t wanna f**k, let me get the head”
Net worth say it’s fifty k on the net
How the f**k is that? It’s fifty k on my neck
I ain’t playin chess, but I’m playin wit’ a check
Disrespect my son, get yo’ brains on yo’ lap
Now it’s twenty on yo’ head, I put that on the set
You ain’t boutta hurt my d**k, b*t*h, get that pu**y wet
Let me f**k, or you gon get cut off, b*t*h, that’s just that
Yeah b*t*h, that’s a promise, that is not a threat
My old heads used to be motherf**kin’ gator’d up
Now it’s all Dior, I can’t make this up
F**k the small talk, let me pay to f**k
F**k friends, ’cause they all gon’ turn into haters, huh
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