Uh, ayo Praise God, family first, we trust no one Don't feed a snake, but it takes one to know one Cause and effect, get a check, they hate and hoes come I ate the cake and left no crumbs, elevated from low funds Had a flow in 201, we celebrated when that load come Fucked up with the payment, I watched him aim it and smoke son Popular with the flows, but I'm still close to a ghost gun Thousand dollar clothes, The one she chose, with the gold fronts Benz logos on the wheel, I had it shaking like a snow globe And custys sniffin’ pills out in Farmerville his face was peeled, Drug-filled palm through the Bonneville Now shit I'm on different no more dope resi’ on the bills It's big wire transfers on my quest to a mill’ Still treat your grill like a four course meal Lo’ with the big horse in the Waldorf, chill All of your songs get turned off, you niggas need more skill I been had the force of course, your neck under my sneaker heel Keep a. 9 millimeter heater concealed, (Still, nigga) Need money so a nigga can't fold I seen a lot of shit, it made my heart froze I sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (Nah) Mommy said: You gon’ reap what you sow Need money so a nigga can't fold I seen a lot of shit, it made my heart froze I sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (Nah) Mommy said: You gon’ reap what you sow Ayo, I represent intellectual violence My minds a four-five with the serial scratched off the side of it Shining like patent leather Prada kicks I had to make a move to go from poor pockets to prosperous Breaking rules cause from pops I got no acknowledgment They said I'd lose and be blind, part of the 85 percent Now I'm cypher, leader of the crowd Keeps a. 40 cal round for a foul style viper Had the valves pumping on the third floor in the Nitra I was jumping like Supreme store when they drop the hype stuff They either want the snow or pop a pill or just pipe up Fuck niggas ain't nothing like us You peons, kings rock gold chains like Prime Time Deion You want the 'Rrari or the Nissan? You gotta make a choice Said: Fuck a job, and sold a hundred piece to Joyce Now you gotta pay me thousands for the voice Need money so a nigga can't fold I seen a lot of shit, it made my heart froze I sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (nah) Mommy said: You gon’ reap what you sow Need money so a nigga can't fold I seen a lot of shit, it made my heart froze I sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (Nah) Mommy said: You gon’ reap what you sow