text: Steeze, make some space, bro
  Ayo, Rello
  So fly, so high up in the sky
  I am that nigga, bitch, you fuckin with Skies, lets go
  I dont know about you niggas, Im gettin my money, thats for sure 
  Ima do this for the bros thats all locked up down the road 
  You claim you a real-ass nigga, you got in that room and you told, huh 
  How funny how these niggas claim they soldiers, but they fold, yeah
  I stay with a army, we fully equipped, we goin right in, huh 
  I take all my losses, throw them in the dirt and I learn how to win, yeah 
  We came up from nothin, we showin you that, this shit aint pretend 
  If God come and get me, I promise Im not confessin my sins, yeah 
  I stay with the goons, I stay with the problems, we shootin the AK 
  When I see a opp, Im feelin so happy, it feel like a payday 
  I couldve been Craig up on the porch chillin with Day Day 
  But now I got money and now Im a star and they all wanna know 
  I ran them bands up, Im livin my life like no average Joe 
  If you are a ho, I promise, my nigga, you will get exposed 
  We loaded the guns, we shootin the bullets, we goin boom
  I keep me a shooter, he sound like rain when he walk in the room 
  I dress in all black, uh 
  I got a MAC, hm 
  Im sippin this lean , I fell on my back , I had heart attack, hm 
  But then I came back, hm 
  I promise Im like that, nigga 
  Im not with the chit-chat, nigga 
  Fuck around, get your shit cracked, nigga 
  Callin the dispatch, nigga
  Old cop-ass nigga, you a old clown-ass nigga
  Old bop-ass nigga, we dont wanna be around your ass, nigga
  Wanna be around the gang, but you a clown-ass nigga
  I got them ones, came from the bottom, I keep me a gun
  I put that on my son, a nigga try me, Im not gonna run
  If I come with a stick, I do your ass up, you know what Im on 
  Fifty thousand on me in the duffel bag, its Louis Vuitton 
  I bought my mom a house, now when I get bored, I fish in her pond 
  The family come over, the chef is cookin filet mignon 
  We used to eat noodles, but we not eatin no ramen 
  Top of the mornin, my nigga, Im stuntin because Im the one 
  Oh, you get a lot of love? 
  Oh, you get a lot of drugs? 
  Dont give me nothin 
  Sing to a bitch, they ruffin 
  Got tattoos on my stomach 
  I dont really like to be in public 
  Most of these niggas aint thuggin 
  Most of these niggas aint clutchin 
  Live my life like a maze, I aint seein no more rainy days 
  I done been through so much pain, now a bitch cant tell me a thang
  Nigga, you dont feel my pain, nigga, you cant fit in this Range
  Bitch actin strange, she lit , Ima fuck around, fuck that bitch 
  Kick her to the curb, they know I gotta dip 
  Get money, that is my pivot 
  Ima keep winnin cause I did it 
  I dont really like talkin to niggas 
  I dont really even talk to these bitches 
  Im never really like that, my nigga 
  On God, he is my witness 
  Nigga try me, mm, we gon wash and mop him up with the dishes
  Really dont do no snitchin 
  I really dont do no pretendin 
  I been livin my life like a demon 
  I could show you niggas how to get it 
  I been gettin money for a fuckin reason
  I been stuntin hard all four seasons
  I been sippin this lean, Im leanin
  Drivin too fast, you aint catch me speedin