Ease the spot like Lil Yachty
Red ambient light luminate the big body
Bro hand me a sprite na fuck it out climb me
Had to rise from the grave but ain't a nigga out climb me
Take it to trial and beat all charges
Pull up in rari and ball hard
Watching me take this way far
Now you can tell i was way smart
They can't stop oh no you can't stop no all that pressure but it can't defeat you
Too much seven days a week all these raids the shootouts the wars the hatred ten toes down nigga we got this
Authentic ain't the word im on 63rd
Tween brynhurst and vic where all them killers work
Burgundy your curb burgundy your curb
Hit the gas and swerve hit the gas and swerve
When it's time to purge i can send the work but i don't send em i go wit em cause i risk a verse
And this shit realer than life when you raised so fucked up you start feeling this right
When you seen so much death you start dealing with christ
If you ever make it out you give them different different advice
Put my truth in this music hope I'm givin' em light
Just another flawed human trying to get this shit right
Love a strong passion but resist it with pride
Too much honor in my heart to let that mickey shit fly
750li count another hunnid thou while I ride
Stonewashed faraga like peanut butter on ride
Real shit a nigga touchin' the sky everyday i wake up I refine
You see me drinking alkene
By any means i gave you a design
I even titled it I put it on my part of the shine
Keep shit going every morning i try
Long as it's late model foreign I'm fine
Lot of pain don't expect me to cry
Lot of fails still expect me to try
I'm from the gang they expect me to die