[Hook: Kyyngg]
Now we running to the finish line, it's time to give me mine
Mama selling all them nickels, it's keeping her panties on
b**h, I'm coming from New Orleans, ain't no fraudin'
They taking everything you got, no time to park it
It ain't easy, where I'm from, please believe me
These lil n***as k**in'
Got children who making children
They trapping, that's in the system
And we gotta play our cards
That's just the way that we livin'
[Verse 1: Kyyngg]
Lil crazy boy out them projects, huh
You know my heart where that nine at, yeah
I take your sh**, boy, don't doubt that
I'm a cool dude, caught him in that mouse trap
Oh sh**, boy, you better be a great white
Take his b**h to my brib and I gave her great pipe
[?] please have a safe flight
Lil ma, I gotta feed my kids, I don't need no wife
Tell the judge free all my n***as, f** them hood rights
I take your whole life, yeah
I'm with Mazi and we alright
Lil p**y b**h talking beef then it's on sight
[Hook: Kyyngg]
Now we running to the finish line, it's time to give me mine
Mama selling all them nickels, it's keeping her panties on
b**h, I'm coming from New Orleans, ain't no fraudin'
They taking everything you got, no time to park it
It ain't easy, where I'm from, please believe me
These lil n***as k**in'
Got children who making children
They trapping, that's in the system
And we gotta play our cards
That's just the way that we livin'
[Verse 2: Yung Mazi]
Hold up, pour up
My childhood wasn't easy, it was hard on me
I had the crack, I had the pills, I had the weed from California
Beef can k** your kids, abortion, slap a rapper then extort him
Broke lil b**hes let you f** 'em I'ma work 'em free my homies
My whole circle you can't beat, my homie
I was hungry, lick my plate
Tryna go to jail just to visit Gates
Wish I seen my kids every day, growing up wasn't easy
I ain't have eighty cents a day like them kids on the TV
I would never tell on my kids, believe me
Learn to deal with the hate, if I love you, you forever straight
Keep it G with me for God's sake, my lil mane will tell ya
[Hook: Kyyngg]
Now we running to the finish line, it's time to give me mine
Mama selling all them nickels, it's keeping her panties on
b**h, I'm coming from New Orleans, ain't no fraudin'
They taking everything you got, no time to park it
It ain't easy, where I'm from, please believe me
These lil n***as k**in'
Got children who making children
They trapping, that's in the system
And we gotta play our cards
That's just the way that we livin'