[Hook X2: William Genaro] Ive been told to never let go Always come and shut down Take it all and soak it in Pay for a gram Sell it for a pound X3 [Verse 1: William Genaro] From a gram, to a eight, to a quarter Stack your money Get your sh** from the border Now you running Getting everything in order Money in your pocket Brand new shoes for your daughter And you feed your mama Like she fed you She ain't got no drama Because thats all on you You ain't tripping because you whipping it When you running trough the streets now Got it for the low Now touching your feet like a king now [?] Can't nobody take you down You the boy now Everybody going to hold you down But that ain't going to happen They are going to come start clapping Jealousy going to kick it They are going to start rattling You going to feel it in your stomach So you are going to start running Hella sick cause you know they will hit Now feel from a brick cause you back to a gram [Hook X2: William Genaro] Ive been told to never let go Always come and shut down Take it all and soak it in Pay for a gram Sell it for a pound X3 [Verse 2: William Genaro] From a day, to a month, to a year now Still feels different Nothing seems clear now Still seating in your cell With no bail So don't f** with me Before I make it to the big house I see my mama When I get out Cause she got my drama She got my kid now And I pray to God She remembers my name And I pray to God My little mama remembers my face Every word I miss Every step she takes You know it brakes my heart But I hope knows the decisions I had to make Laws I had to brake Money I had to chase Feds I had to shake Had to build the safe Before they build the case Fifteen years now Sitting on my chair now With no fear [?] [Hook X2: William Genaro] Ive been told to never let go Always come and shut down Take it all and soak it in Pay for a gram Sell it for a pound X3