Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren Let niggas think they ahead of me A million in the oven, cookin' up I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me Hundred legs in this city like centipedes On some thanks for the memory Got a ring for the game on a bended knee I can't name all the things that they lend to me I was so bloody, I just Back to back, we stuffin' hoes in the Porsche Helicopter, New-York, for the skyline of course Getting chased by some hoes I ain't thought I'd afford Getting fame that I thought I'd avoid Can't remember a month that I ain't make a forty Gained the hustle, that made me immortal Fake ass stuntin' just make niggas corny They must take me for somethin' 'cause I'm cordial I take niggas off, you can't say I ain't warn you I retain what I'm taught from the soil They can hate all they want, but they know me Hit a stain, I stand tall on my doly I'm afraid they involved with the police Got emotional lease off of no sleep But I'm coziest on the low-key Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren Let niggas think they ahead of me A million in the oven, cookin' up I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me Hundred legs in this city like centipedes On some thanks for the memory Got a ring for the game on a bended knee I can't name all the things that they lend to me Aight Lil' MAVI you got me, word, yeah Making a play, Mike Tomlin (woo) Twin with me too, he Omar Epps, two-step to the congre' 'Gation like a bishop It is what it be bitch, c'est la vie shit CeraVe on the skin, smoother than criminal Certainly 'bout a bag, get the bread, then we toast 'Cause this shit wasn't like this couple years ago, God damn (baby) Hardly get downtown damn ho, I get downtown Life like a restaurant, bet on the whole spot or end up on the menu Straight from the Northside off West Florissant, proof what poverty can do Naturally, lil' ol' me keep three-four freaks for the inspo Naturally, knee deep in the curly-head freak, poppin' all the Benzos Used to take the metro link, now I'm linkin' with Metro Boomin, damn, though The big flick quick 'cause the fan picked wick too thick, never puttin' out the candle The big flick quick 'cause the fan picked wick too thick, never puttin' out the- (yeah) Ooh (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah), ooh (I-, I take niggas off, you can't say I ain't warn you) (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (They can hate all they want, but they know me) I'm afraid they involved with the police Got emotional lease off of no sleep But I'm coziest, on the low-key Yeah, makin' a play for my bredren Let niggas think they ahead of me A million in the oven, cookin' up I stopped lookin' how niggas remember me Hundred legs in this city like centipedes On some thanks for the memory Got a ring for the game on a bended knee I can't name all the things that they lend to me