Poured up off this syrup, I ain't even think about coughin' Told her, "You not my only bitch, I probably got some more options" Better keep that shit proper, better watch your tongue when you talk to me 'Cause I get turned off, had to see a lot of niggas sacrifice, I had to see a lot of niggas cross me If I tell you I love you, I mean it, you know you can't tell me I ain't tried All these bitches with they mixed feelings always tryna fuck up the vibe I work from Monday to Monday, always gon' listen to what my granny say Proud of myself 'cause I'm self-made, a lot of you niggas is man-made My niggas say I been hot too long, I probably caught a fever I get all this guala, look out for my people, I look out for the evils If a nigga a fraud and he X-ed his self out, then I probably ain't need him Bulletproof on the motherfuckin' diesel, jumpsuit like Evel Knievel Bought a fresh Kelly bag for a diva, make a hundred million dollars off Vida I can never keep all of this shit to myself, so that's why I ain't put on no shelf I do this shit for my motherfuckin' city, you know how I'm comin' Especially when they actin' too funny I get the same love from the crib even when I go out to London I be kickin' shit like kung-fu, keep the green on my like Jumanji We got a couple hoes out in Trinidad, we don't fumble bags, we ain't clumsy I done already told you that I work hard from a Monday to a Monday In a Maybach-Maybach, fuckin' with some Gunplay Poured up off this syrup, I ain't even think about coughin' Told her, "You not my only bitch, I probably got some more options" Better keep that shit proper, better watch your tongue when you talk to me 'Cause I get turned off, had to see a lot of niggas sacrifice, I had to see a lot of niggas cross me If I tell you I love you, I mean it, you know you can't tell me I ain't tried All these bitches with they mixed feelings always tryna fuck up the vibe I work from Monday to Monday, always gon' listen to what my granny say Proud of myself 'cause I'm self-made, a lot of you niggas is man-made Take a bitch out different coast-es, I was on a private 'fore COVID (Ayy) When we slide to the Lear, either I'ma Maybach or I'ma Rolls it We Givenchy all the way down to the toes, this a real lifestyle we chose I keep on my jewelry, she keep on her jewelry whenever we havin' some sex And it's too wet, shawty like X She get right wet, give her pipe, yes Told her pop her pussy like a Tesla, can you keep it tighter than my schedule? God bless a nigga, I'm a great one, I be tired of countin' up these decimals Poured up off this syrup, I ain't even think about coughin' Told her, "You not my only bitch, I probably got some more options" Better keep that shit proper, better watch your tongue when you talk to me 'Cause I get turned off, had to see a lot of niggas sacrifice, I had to see a lot of niggas cross me If I tell you I love you, I mean it, you know you can't tell me I ain't tried All these bitches with they mixed feelings always tryna fuck up the vibe I work from Monday to Monday, always gon' listen to what my granny say Proud of myself 'cause I'm self-made, a lot of you niggas is man-made

I always wanted to do one of these type shits Uh, I had a yellow girl, called her, "Dandelion" She be panty-less, so no panty lines She's from Campbellton, north of county line Steady hands, never let her count the bands, though She fucked me, tryna pluck a couples bucks like a banjo Had a girl that was a artist, she could draw, her name Tracy She always outta line, making Mona Lisa faces And we argue all the time, but we fuck like we crazy She said her favorite thing is face painting I used to have this white shorty, always hanging with the black folk She used to bump Black Thought, I saw her using black soap That's a wack thought, ain't wanna kick her to the curb Until she asked me, can she say the N word? Hey, can I say "nigga" around you? Some nerve I knew a girl from Jersey who use to love Donny Hathaway And she was from Piscataway Her brother pulled a gun on me, she told him "Put the gat away" I was tapping that ass, I'll never forget the Saturday But it don't even matter like D'Angelo and Laur' Hill I had a country girl from Alabama down in Mobile At that time, she had mo' bills than me And she, her, had no time to chill with me I still miss her, I wonder where could she be? Hand me the Fronto leaf Hey, damn bro, I don't think we got no more Alght, let's go to the store Aight nigga, shit, but we driving yo' shit You driving? Young nigga, you don't know nothing 'bout no bitches Listen Now as we smoke and ride and reminisce I'm thinking back to a time when I was Young and dumb with single nigga privileges I had a chick, her name was Loraine, did anything for me On the day she get her hair done, walk in the rain for me Pick Sharika up and stole the car, she wasn't ashamed of me Trapping hard, slept on the floor, and never complained to me My baby went into stores and did her thang for me Even ran from police and got it back on the train for me Lame to me, half of these bitches, laugh at these bitches 'Til the point you go on IG and you can rap for these bitches Not to say I wouldn't tackle these bitches, given the chance If it happened, it was destiny, shit was out of my hands I'm saying... Man... They say karma is constant That means it's just... it's a consistent cycle of... Good and bad Coming and going from every source of... life... Existing on Earth, so... If I fucked a bitch real good back in the day You know what I'm saying? I'm talking like real good and like made her feel, you know Like the woman that it made her into the woman that she is right now Then I'd expect somebody should be Coming to fuck me real good any day now I mean it's karma, right? Shit