(Verse 1)
Money calling these n***as sleeping I'm wide awake
The ballers balling I'm planning the shots I'm finna take
Mean sixteens mean new born stars, Got n***as begging for Mercy
Like them foreign cars
Horror stories is gory but I'm just living through it
They say I'm best in my city, I say it's time I prove it
Red Tie sh**, n***a follow the movement, I k**ed these n***as
In January they still recouping
Give me a moment I'm loading up on these haters
Hundred dollars for a verse so I'm loading up on this paper
Im giving these women vapors, she's telling me I'm her favorite
She says she staying around til our dinners are getting catered huh!
(Hook)
Texas Trill, Crazy Swag
Keep that sh** a hundred stacks
PG on my back, snap backs
Raps on tracks(2x)
(Verse 2)
It's been the longest yard
And I'm home to the hardest bars, and I'm far from the foreign cars
And I'm far from beyond the stars, and I'm starting to feel apart
Of this rap game
n***as give me dap man they f** with my campaign
And Fridays my birthday and that's on the thirteen, so I must be Jason
No wonder I k** beats, no wonder I shake sheets with all the discreet freaks
She sending me naked picks hash tag "know me" oh please oh please
Shawty went to blow trees, with my n***a Ben G
I'm just drawing off what I see, Im surround by inspiration
I'm so f**ing innovating, deep down in the inner matrix
Lets see how far Imma take it I promise a n***a make it