Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren
Let niggas think they ahead of me
A million in the oven, cookin' up
I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me
Hundred legs in this city like centipedes
On some thanks for the memory
Got a ring for the game on a bended knee
I can't name all the things that they lend to me
I was so bloody, I just
Back to back, we stuffin' hoes in the Porsche
Helicopter, New-York, for the skyline of course
Getting chased by some hoes I ain't thought I'd afford
Getting fame that I thought I'd avoid
Can't remember a month that I ain't make a forty
Gained the hustle, that made me immortal
Fake ass stuntin' just make niggas corny
They must take me for somethin' 'cause I'm cordial
I take niggas off, you can't say I ain't warn you
I retain what I'm taught from the soil
They can hate all they want, but they know me
Hit a stain, I stand tall on my doly
I'm afraid they involved with the police
Got emotional lease off of no sleep
But I'm coziest on the low-key
Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren
Let niggas think they ahead of me
A million in the oven, cookin' up
I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me
Hundred legs in this city like centipedes
On some thanks for the memory
Got a ring for the game on a bended knee
I can't name all the things that they lend to me
Aight
Lil' MAVI you got me, word, yeah
Making a play, Mike Tomlin (woo)
Twin with me too, he Omar Epps, two-step to the congre'
'Gation like a bishop
It is what it be bitch, c'est la vie shit
CeraVe on the skin, smoother than criminal
Certainly 'bout a bag, get the bread, then we toast
'Cause this shit wasn't like this couple years ago, God damn (baby)
Hardly get downtown damn ho, I get downtown
Life like a restaurant, bet on the whole spot or end up on the menu
Straight from the Northside off West Florissant, proof what poverty can do
Naturally, lil' ol' me keep three-four freaks for the inspo
Naturally, knee deep in the curly-head freak, poppin' all the Benzos
Used to take the metro link, now I'm linkin' with Metro Boomin, damn, though
The big flick quick 'cause the fan picked wick too thick, never puttin' out the candle
The big flick quick 'cause the fan picked wick too thick, never puttin' out the- (yeah)
Ooh (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah), ooh
(I-, I take niggas off, you can't say I ain't warn you)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
(They can hate all they want, but they know me)
I'm afraid they involved with the police
Got emotional lease off of no sleep
But I'm coziest, on the low-key
Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren
Let niggas think they ahead of me
A million in the oven, cookin' up
I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me
Hundred legs in this city like centipedes
On some thanks for the memory
Got a ring for the game on a bended knee
I can't name all the things that they lend to me
