text: Intro:
  Verse 1:
  Now you cant throw ya dice on my chessboard boi
  And you cant throw ya dice on my chessboard bitch
  Fuk w/dat influence, yea he make noise
  Pay attention to the game that he spit
  You can tell ya cousin that
  If you want to, Cuz you know he will do that
  Hes blind, but you can tell his mind where all the lute at
  Dont ever ask me, How you know hef, Cuz I do that
  So much bullshit goin on between we
  But we can give a fuck cuz we still gone eat
  So much bullshit goin on between we
  But we can give a fuck cuz we still gone eat
  I put my niggas on, my niggas put my niggas on
  Yea we still blowin dope, leavin no room for ya demons
  Plus we givin no hope, no slack/ no rope
  Just Nuts swingin
  Did you ever grow anything in the garden of your mind?
  Narcissism hard like the tide, march with ya heart to the sky
  Keep ya head up, them niggas neva told me that
  But I can give 2 fucks, all that hate cant hold me back
  See they could talk down if they want, but thats no me black
  Tell em I be on my shit & get off me Dick
  Life will give you options
  But options is just an obstacle
  Teach to lead by example
  When all yo loved ones around u lost
  You can preach like an angel
  Or you can speak them satanic thoughts
  You can be that that example
  I dont know You dont Want no one, around you lost
  All my cousins look up to me
  What ever I said they would seem to repeat
  Whatever I do, they be Imma do that
  Find me where the lute
  They be like where the lute at
  Shit got real since I had 2 queens
  Yea We grow up real fast in my streets
  If I wanna shoot
  They be like where to shoot at
  Tell em what to do, if you know they a do that
  Mo money, Mo pills, Mo guns
  We can cook if you got that recipe
  Dope game still be textin
  6 cell phones thought I Neva leave
  All my Cousins look up to me
  All my big Cousins look up 2 me
  All my lil Cousins look up 2 me
  Still puttin on
  And still keep it g
  Verse 2:
  My lil cousin still locked up in the pen
  My big cousin still dont fuck wit him
  Every two days, He make about ten
  Every two days, Im still livin off grits
  When you got that influence big
  You shouldnt worry bout no expensive shit
  E.S.P. if you hustlin in them trenches
  Without no pistol grip
  You can try to play up your vanity all you want
  But no one is into it
  Germina like rod, A lying fuckin thief but im posta be used to it
  Shape up or ship out
  My hood small but I had to keep my dick out
  Let my nuts swang
  And they scratch the ground like chalk
  Nigga cant pay for this walk! walk!!
  BRIDGE: ft. Kehlani
  Life will give you options
  But options is just an obstacle
  Teach to lead by example
  When all yo loved ones around u lost
  You can preach like an angel
  Or u can speak them satanic thoughts
  You can be that that example
  I dont know You dont Want no one, around you lost
  Hook: ft. Kehlani
  All my cousins look up to me
  What ever I said they would seem to repeat
  Whatever I do, they be Imma do that
  Find me where the lute
  They be like where the lute at
  Shit got real since I had 2 queens
  Yea We grow up real fast in my streets
  If I wanna shoot
  They be like where to shoot at
  Tell em what to do, if you know they a do that
  Mo money, Mo pills, Mo guns
  We can cook if you got that recipe
  Dope game still be textin
  6 cell phones thought I Neva leave
  All my Cousins look up to me
  All my big Cousins look up 2 me
  All my lil Cousins look up 2 me
  Still puttin on
  And still keep it g
  Outro: Ft. Kehlani