First day out Gave my mama hundred racks And bought a iced-out AP watch And bought a Cuban links just to match it That wasn't voodoo, that wasn't magic Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin' That was God, nigga was fastin' And hidin' K2 in my mattress Smokin' Tunechi in my cell That was my twelfth time going to jail That was my second time going to hell And back for real but I prevail Canary yellow diamonds in my braces Same color as my lady 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Mack And go have her a baby 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Have her walkin' like a penguin Still finessin', still be poppin' frogs [?] And a brand new two-door Wraith I coulda bought it but I just rent it Got a brand new big old chain Got so much sauce I don't need no pendant Paintin' pictures when I be spendin' I'm poppin' [?] on all these women It's my birthday, just turned 20 And I just went to go see the dentist Put some stones all in my gold Know you niggas thought I was gone Know you niggas thought I wasn't comin' home But guess what, bitch I'm home On probation, but I still keep that chrome Crack a nigga dome (On probation but I still keep that chrome I'll crack a nigga dome) Traded my AR for a sniper, traded my Draco for a TEC Traded my Rollie for a AP but I coulda got a Patek And I coulda got a Corvette, and I coulda got me a jet And I coulda got me some sense, but I only got me some neck Traded my ex bitch for a check I'm takin' codeine with the x I wanna buy my brother the world But since I can't, I'ma get him a Lex Ay ay, I'm a Israel like my diamonds is real ice I had to sacrifice to be here, that's how I'm with you tonight I had to run down with my big Glock 9 to feed my appetite I had to go through hard times and dark times just for me to see the light Ay, I remember pourin' honey on my rice Ay, I remember havin' no money, I was livin' in shacks Ay, you got me fucked up if I'ma go out without a fight Ay, this my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight Live it up tonight This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight

You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through Burn too many bridges, but I ain't burning you I hope you do good and hope you stay in school Ain't nobody perfect, but with me you ain't gotta be perfect Snakes on my Gucci, what I'm watching for, the serpents Gave you all my time 'cause I felt like you was worth it Running to the Wraith, I want you with me when I'm swerving You was with me when I was hitting licks and I was serving But I ain't gon' lie babygirl you did me dirty Girl, you did me wrong, did me wrong, wrong, wrong Even though I love you, I just couldn't hold on We was meant to be, and then you would've stayed strong But you thought I was going, I was never coming home You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through I'm looking at your picture reminiscing I'm in this big ol' mansion, now, look where you could've been When I ask you 'bout the shit, you shoulda been genuine Tell you the truth, we hook up now, it's gon be different Tell you the truth, we hook up now, it wouldn't be the same I don't wanna bring you through no more pain He was getting money, but that nigga lame He was in my DMs tryna explain You my ex-girl so I'ma use you for example Every bit' I meet for now, I'm just come keep it simple Sometimes I wanna call you up and tell you slide One thing about love, it don't ever die You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through You my first love, I still fuck with you Looking at your picture, you should come through I don't even want nobody with me in the coupe Look at all this shit that we done been through

Yeah, Project Baby These streets took my conscience Blee Sniper Gang These streets took my conscience Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang I don't gang-bang but I bang-bang I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main Brown liquor made my dawg insane Booted up a geek, it's the same thang Fish scale or molly, it's the same name Murder by the stains, which gang you claim? The big Patek face cost ten chains Took your bitch out to eat on a private plane Real talk, 150 when it's plain Jane For the junk behind the dumpster for some cocaine Ayy, free my nigga coo, he in the chain gang Chris Johnson, I swear for God I drop the twenty-eight I told my nigga be fool, he put a potato on a barrel I kick lil' dumbass out my crib, say she want Chanel I bought that bitch a wig 'cause she ain't got no hair I sent that poor ass hoe a Uber 'cause she ain't got no whip Thirty golds in my mouth like I'm Stephen Curry Thirty clip in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn warrior Streets left me scarred, ain't no worries Run my money up in a hurry Thirteen strippers, James Harden Money make you greedy when you starving Monisha, Tamica, they vouching Before I had anything, I was saucing 'Fore I had that Bentley truck, I was saucing All these hitters, yeah, I pray you never cross them She say she brand new, I swear I want the old her Eighteen hunded, I got more stories than a author I'm credit card swipin' at the Chase Bank (ey) Me and Future gang gang, same thang I check your temperature, nigga, is you hot or cold? Like a state trooper, I make my money on the road I remember hittin' houses, nigga, cash 4 gold These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga soul These streets took all my soul from me Tried to leave me in the cold These streets took my conscience from me Now tough love is all I show I know my niggas got love for me And they filling up they nose I know my Levi got love for me She just want everybody to know I know my niggas, they be missin' me So I be posted on the straw I don't even care about how much cash I see I'm always gon' be in the 'No I ran out of money, then they switch lanes I ran it back up, then I switch lanes In a brand new Range, diamond colored candy cane I brought a brand new K, I can't wait to let it spray I'm sorry mom, ain't mean to bring you through so much pain I said I'm sorry mom, I ain't mean for it to be this way Ayy but fuck it, bitch, I'm here, I got diamond rings All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm gettin' paid These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid

Kodak Black I ain't been gettin' high Well, maybe a little, baby, I don't wanna lie I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply Well, you're not an angel either, you can't even fly I notice, you think that you know shit All this shade that's coming at me, I wonder who throws it I got tunnel vision and these niggas out of focus Superduper sniper gang, don't get hit with the scope, kid, oh shit Otay, pray them niggas go away Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil This went hella platinum, nigga it was just a throwaway My album so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a motherfucking snow day Aye, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters I got a selfie with Oprah, but I still ain't gonna post it And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06 I ain't cried since '01, they freed Lil Kodak, the kids back let's throw somethin You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute, but it's fine though We gon' end on a high note I spy with my little eye A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind Oh, I... I spy with my little eye A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind Oh, I, I spy with my little eye I spy, I spy with my little eye Oh, I, I spy with my little eye I spy, I spy with my little eye Oh, I... (Oooooeeeeeee yeah) I could spot you from a hundred miles away, oh I can see you through my Jim Maui shades, aye When I pull up, I'm in a black Audi a8, aye Leave your man 'cause he ain't nothin' like me, babe I've been trying to get my blower 'cause I ain't never wanting to be linking up I don't ever wanna be doing features I stay far away from these people Said she love me, but I don't believe her Yeah I want you, but I don't need ya Even when I ain't lookin', I see ya You can't even see me, but I see ya I'm just chilling, smokin' reefer Dropping codeine in a liter I've got more stripes than a Zebra I'm a Gemini, she's a Libra Pulling stunts like Evil Kenevile Once I freak her, I'm gonna delete her I was just talking to Auntie Rita Told her "stay out here 'cause we need ya" aye aye I ain't stalking, but I see ya over there, yeah Yeah I'm watching 'cause this Sniper Gang for real, yeah Hit the Dentist, and I'll put diamonds in my grill, yeah Don't think I'm soft girl, I'm just showing you how I feel Aye, yeah yeah yeah, pulled up on a pill Aye, yeah yeah yeah, can see ya from over here Aye, yeah baby girl I can see you in a lift See you riding in a spliff I put VV's in your ear, aye I spy with my little eye A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind Oh, I... I spy with my little eye A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind Oh, I, I spy with my little eye I spy, I spy with my little eye Oh, I, I spy with my little eye I spy, I spy with my little eye Oh

Yeah Yo, yo Live fast, die rich, I'm a super bad bitch (bad bitch) Bagged fifth, hit 'em up, told 'em, "Let's do Saks Fifth" Mad I drove the Aston, prayin' that the bags fit (uh-huh) Credit A1, still be talkin' cash shit Boujee bitch off the Ace, but get lit off Patrón Gangster bitch, a female Bugzy Malone Either love me or leave me alone Without a nigga or a stimulus, know I still stand on my own (facts) And I'ma still shine when these hoes throw shade Got the MAC in the bag 'case a ho wan' play (what's up?) Put me next to any bitch, I'm a upgrade (uh-huh) Real bitch, keep a nigga home like a snow day (ooh) But good dick ain't better than a bankroll (bankroll) So a broke nigga better be thankful (thankful) A bust down might make me touch my ankles This pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho Uh, I said the pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank hoe Uh, pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank hoe Good dick and a bankroll, ain't no way around it Your nigga a killer and a sweetheart, you fuck that regardless I put a couple niggas down, but I grew up for you, shorty I got a Caesar cut clean, comin' through in Armani Boss bitch, she don't depend on nobody So when I buy her shit, they can't never tell if I bought it Foreign cars in my garage, Bentleys, Lambs, and 'Raris Bitch, my lowkey whip an A5, I'm shittin' on Audis Look how you steppin', ma, you so cute, you so fly I don't hit women, but if you rape my heart, bitch, you gon' die I love you so much, you so pretty, I'm finna cry We be bumpin' heads a lot 'cause, babe, we both a Gemini Take my life before you take my bitch from me Want you to fuck me like a poor ho like you need some rent money Uh, I said the pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho Uh, pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho Uh, I said the pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho Uh, pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho If there's a cure for this, I don't want it, I don't want it If there's a remedy, I'll run from it, I'll run from it Thinkin' 'bout it all the time, I never let it out of my mind 'Cause I wanna love on you If there's a cure for this, I don't want it, I don't want it If there's a remedy, I'll run from it, I'll run from it Thinkin' 'bout it all the time, I never let it out of my mind 'Cause I wanna fuck on you Can I suck on you? Don't call the doctor Don't call your mama Don't call the preacher No, I don't need it

I put my life in a verse so they listen I jumped in head first, I ain't panic Sometimes when I'm geeked, pop a Perky when I'm landing They see all these racks, ain't put in work but wanna spend it Know a boss could take a loss, but I be hating to lose I fall back man, I got 10K in the booth Do this for my lil' son, I'm gone make it for you Like a chef to the table, I be bringing the food Care how far where you are, I'm gone make it to you I told momma dye her hair 'cause no more grey's coming through Never thought I reroute and that's crazy to you 'Cause it was crazy to me how I was crazy for you Now I'm on to better things Pop shit, I'm sizzling Young nigga came from nothing Now I own everything, everything And I'm tryna shop what you got Everything, everything Still be asking God, why? He let it rain everyday I put my life in a verse so they listen I jumped in head first, I ain't panic Sometimes when I'm geeked, pop a Perky when I'm landing They see all these racks, ain't put in work but wanna spend it Know a boss could take a loss, but I be hating to lose I fall back man, I got 10K in the booth Do this for my lil' son, I'm gone make it for you Like a chef to the table, I be bringing the food Yo, Momma, I'm sorry, know you don't like I keep the flair with me Just bear with me, I get caught lacking, ain't no sparing me Hoe can't no wedding ring, ain't no forever we 4-Trey 8, I still be in the hills like it's Beverly You see I'm tryna shine but look it's cloudy 'cause the rain here Got me writing letters to the rain, I'm like rain deer I meant, dear rain, you know what I'm saying, it's the same shit I go away to make the pain clear, done took off in a spaceship I put my life in a verse so they listen I jumped in head first, I ain't panic Sometimes when I'm geeked, pop a Perky when I'm landing They see all these racks, ain't put in work but wanna spend it Know a boss could take a loss, but I be hating to lose I fall back man, I got 10K in the booth Do this for my lil' son, I'm gone make it for you Like a chef to the table, I be bringing the food

Ayy If you ain't got no cake, then that ho ain't gon' listen Everything change when you get some change, Everything go different (I just got That Runtz, Runtz pack got my eyes low) Everything that they say that I can't, did it If you got dawgs in the gate, send it Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, roll up, hit it My price for a show goin' up, ceiling If you ain't got cake, then she ain't gon' listen When you gettin' change, everything go different Hate bein' down, I couldn't wait to be winnin' I been 'bout my grind, I ain't makin' no limits I don't even wait, I be chasin' the millions (Chasin' the millions) Yeah, please record me, I ain't finished (I ain't finished) Can you record me for a lil' minute? (For a lil' minute) Yeah, if she want Dior, she can get it (Dior, she can get it) Swing sticks in the field, we ain't got no inning (Got no inning) And I'm playin' with these bands and They not gon' finish (Not gon' finish) I don't even plan on catchin' no feelings (Catchin' no feelings) One night, want you just for one If I do somethin' for you, did it just because Breakin' all these bitches' hearts just for fun Yeah, I make this music 'cause this somethin' that I love You ain't heard, that's how these niggas die, be actin' tough I'm the right one for it, everybody know it And gang gon' ride when it go down Tear the streets up, better know lil' Hot Got a stick every time that I ride by Got the grim reaper right here on my side He be ready to put a nigga in the sky I done got right, now you ready to ride I'm keepin' it real, I ain't tellin' you lies I cannot make this up, all this shit been on my mind I gave a lot of that shit up, I put so much on the line And I've been runnin' with the gang, don't care if they wrong or right I gotta keep a poker face, though I won, I still don't smile Everything that they say that I can't, did it If you got dawgs in the gate, send it Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, roll up, hit it My price for a show goin' up, ceiling If you ain't got cake, then she ain't gon' listen When you gettin' change, everything go different Hate bein' down, I couldn't wait to be winnin' I been 'bout my grind, I ain't makin' no limits I don't even wait, I be chasin' the millions (Chasin' the millions) Yeah, please record me, I ain't finished (I ain't finished) Can you record me for a lil' minute? (For a lil' minute) Yeah, if she want Dior, she can get it (Dior, she can get it) Swing sticks in the field, we ain't got no inning (Got no inning) And I'm playin' with these bands and They not gon' finish (Not gon' finish) I don't even plan on catchin' no feelings (Catchin' no feelings) One night, want you just for one Oh, want you just for one Want you just for one night, ayy, I won't come back High speed on the jakes, get away with quickness Nah, babygirl, I ain't catchin' no sentence Everything that they say that I can't, did it If you got dawgs in the gate, send it Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke, roll up, hit it My price for a show goin' up, ceiling If you ain't got cake, then she ain't gon' listen When you gettin' change, everything go different Hate bein' down, I couldn't wait to be winnin' I been 'bout my grind, I ain't makin' no limits I don't even wait, I be chasin' the millions (Chasin' the millions) Yeah, please record me, I ain't finished (I ain't finished) Can you record me for a lil' minute? (For a lil' minute) Yeah, if she want Dior, she can get it (Dior, she can get it) Swing sticks in the field, we ain't got no inning (Got no inning) And I'm playin' with these bands and They not gon' finish (Not gon' finish) I don't even plan on catchin' no feelings (Catchin' no feelings) One night, want you just for one

(Trill, where the fuck you at?) Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream I guess it came true, now it's fuck up my jeans Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs Locked up, only place I was going was sleep Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition, notebook and that pen Nigga locked down, you ain't got no friends Nigga locked down, you ain't got no bitch They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can't I told my momma, 'I ain't going to jail no more' And I did that shit again I feel them people don't want me to win I know where I been, I could never forget To remind me, I take a look at my jit, spread my wings And they don't want me in the wind Hotboii cinematic everything he shot gon' get premiered All I want, for niggas know not to play with me, I don't wanna be feared How you want smoke, but, you ain't got no funds All you do is post guns, that shit weird Runnin' with the K, lil' nigga, I could coach ya' Do it for the culture, cause I'm that real I had a dream like Luther Dreamed that I had ten hoes in my bed Dreamed I had caught a R.I.C.O. Dreamed I got away from them feds Long live the King of Illinois You can't say the 'V' without 'Roy' It feel like a dream without snoring Glock .23 don't mean Jordan See how I was venting It was just my pen and composition I didn't want to trust these women, following my intuition Bottled up my inner feelings, until I explode We got water bed for wet dreams, I don't want to be woke Just like Luther King, bitch, I had a dream I guess it came true, now it's fuck up my jeans Did what I had to do, I'm fulfilling my needs Locked up, only place I was going was sleep Hot how you feel in that cell, that composition, notebook and that pen Nigga locked down, you ain't got no friends Nigga locked down, you ain't got no bitch They tried to indict me, don't want me with bands I cut my EM, come and catch me, you can't I told my momma, 'I ain't going to jail no more' And I did that shit again I feel them people don't want me to win I know where I been, I could never forget To remind me, I take a look at my jit, spread my wings And they don't want me in the wind I be sipping, I don't get drunk no more I don't even be wantin' to give a fuck no more I be drinking out the bottle, like my cup was broke Got a crush on Parmesan, I can't love no 'ho Can't love no more I don't got love for most Heart so cold I don't got love for folk You already know it, you know