[Hook – 360]
She said looking like I’m signed
b**h I’m living like I’m [?]
They say I’m ahead of my time
sh** I ain’t even in my prime
They said I’m out of my mind
Big chains, big whips, big cribs, that fancy sh**
[Verse 1 – 360]
Young n***a started from the dirt
Every verse put it in a hearse
The real recognizing what it is
I got to tell the truth, I know it hurts
Your hustle ain’t my hustle n***a
sh** ain’t working out the way you planned it
I heard you signed to 360
Ha, guess you really took my name for granted
This n***a just sold about 80 thou in his first week
We can both walk in the same club at the same time
And they’d notice me
They’re calling me a young OG
We both rocking, I’m rolling
I’m collecting all of my royalties
These motherf**ers can’t hold me
They mad
How a n***a this real who ain’t have to kiss a**
Done came up this fast?
They mad
Cause they got more cake but I hold more weight
Garner rich n***a hate
My bad
If I had to step on your toes
Sit back and let my ribs show, I suppose
Get the baking soda, turn the heat on the stove
Wasn’t stopping me then, had to eat off the Os
Now a n***a bout to murder it ([?])
Give praise to the most high (almighty)
Two words for the competition (so sorry)
I ain’t never gonna sell my soul (for nobody)
I done came this far by myself
I was born in this world, by myself
Imma die in this world, by myself
When I get to where I’m going, I don’t need your help
n***a!
[Hook][x2]
[Bridge]
Smoke, break, break, break
Smoke, break, break, break
Smoke, break, break, break
Smoke, break, break, break
[Verse 2 – Smoke DZA]
Kushed God b**h, riiiiight, (smoke!)
Came through stomping in my stelfs
You think you balling cause you got a Gucci belt?
n***a you out here crying for help
(Let it sink in), b**h I’m signed to myself
Cosign, what cosign?
I certified my own sh**
You out here tryna get bored
I’m out here tryna own sh**
I make the b**hes go crazy
I make the hippies go crazy
Do shows, smoke weed, and they pay me
Take a trip with my lady
s**er free, that’s the way to be
Been real the whole time, no favors B
Independent n***a doing it majorly
Something lettered in between A and Z
Ain’t a time I ain’t touring
Overseas with it, I’m riding foreign
Pics pop up when you google Ralph Lauren
And it ain’t a weed song if DZA ain’t on it
n***as don’t want it, not now, not ever
Lyrically I’m Mayweather
Dat nice, like May weather
Ay n***a, ay n***a
[Hook][x2]