​[Verse 1] I'm on my shit, and I own my shit Can't nobody clone what's real You're a cloned ass bitch Never really known what's real Had my bitch thinking I was average, that's chilling Chilling chilling chill cold aye We done took too many loses I'm winning every penny costing For Mikey, Kenny, Jay and Austin, bitch please Never had the real ones fooled, shit clean Falling off the end where shit's deep That's the end of me Welcome enemies, don't you intervene Cause I'm finna enter green Then smoke it all in the Philippines Building up the pension is the only possible mission When you're in it just to get and you're winning, ok Falling once you get it by blowing it all on bitches Or getting trapped with some children for a felling, no way Writing all my wrongs by penning through my detention I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone, ok Paper before the plastic Money before the women who're only here for the winnings Don't hit my phone No way [Hook] They gone ask you how I'm doing Tell'em that I'm doing well When they ask you how I'm doing Tell'em that I'm doing well They gone ask you how I'm doing Tell'em that I'm doing well Tell'em that I'm doing well Tell'em that I'm doing well When they ask you how I'm doing Tell'em that I'm doing well They gone ask you how I'm doing Tell'em that I'm doing well My ex will ask you how I'm doing Tell that bitch I'm doing well Lord grab the wheel and take the keys Bow your heads and won't you pray for me [Verse 2] Porch swag on a million We left when we still were considered some children Feel old like I'm young I'm just 20 years old The youngest of eight yet a nigga is grown Lost half my mind on this road to be 21 My man-man a savage and soon he'll be 21 Free all my brothers, they're home whe he's 21 21 21 21 21 Bitch I'm great I've been on my own Since mama kicked me out the house age 17 I'll just bust my ass until I've seen the seven seas, and go Going hard so damn feasible Drop a pussy nigga leaching woe Take your girl and fuck on her for the summer Damn that pussy's only seasonal, bitch please Never had the real ones fooled, shit clean Falling of the end where shits deep But I got back basics Lost my self then I got back to me Talking that shit, it got back to me Took time apart now my matching dreams [Bridge] Tell my mama I'm make it Tell my mama to keep praying Tell my mama I'm impatient Couldn't keep waiting She made me amazing Tell my mama I'm make it (x2) [Hook]

​[Verse: Premeir Jones] Fuck all that sauce, yea yea Fuck all that sauce, yea yea Fuck all that sauce I've been wanting this rap shit since Cam on The Source Never happy with wins cause I knew it would happen You think that you hot but you new to this rap shit I just want more bands and for that I'm an addict Be bigger than Mike The world cries at my casket, fuck Die before time That'd be just my luck Pockets what she pussy popping for Pussy nigga what you popping for You falling everytime you drop a four Give no fuck to a nigga who's out of focus Fuck all designers I'm powdered up I've been the SS Fuck your calendar unless you're counting your days Cause I'm powered up, aye Fuck on your bitch is wet, yes sir God body until the death, yes sir Got angels all over my neck, damn Been put on one hell of a quest, damn I hate this trip but I love this shit I love my bitch and she love my shit and she's wanting shit So I chose the shit that I'm chosen in, aye Wrist wrist wrist spit, play Miss miss miss hit, pay Hit hit hit diss, yay Reaching for peaks so I know what I'm in for You loving your bitch and ain't know she's an nympho I knew all these things from the get go I dropped the short clips this here is the extendo Been bless with the info cause it's what I'm meant for, nigga [Hook: Bankroll Bird] This is what I waited for I've been running my whole Still I ain't know which way to go Free my niggas from them 4 They ain't here to see me low They'll be right here for the glo Working hard is all I know Soon I'll get it, I'll get it, yea Oh I get it, I get it Mama told me now I get it, I get it, yea Soon I'll get it, I'll get it Uncle told me now I get it, I get it, yea Oh I get it, I get it Daddy told me now I get it, I get it Stuck in them streets and now I'm a beast I'm ready to feast I'll get it, I'll get it, aye [Refrain: Premeir Jones] Who gone treat you better than you treat yourself There's too much money in this world for me not have any If I don't work somebody else will [Pre-verse: Bankroll Verse] So sad how I'll end all alone So sad how I get it then I'm gone So sad that I'll never grow old All the greats die young in a world so cold [Verse: Premeir Jones] Fornicating just to ease out my brain Tat my body just ease up the pain My brother never looking at me the same Trynna find myself while he's lost in Xans Damn this path done put me in a trans Damn I don't know what the fuck to do I been sitting thinking if my soul is right Trynna beam up like a solar light Think positive get my motives right Cause at this moment there ain't shit lose Maybe a bitch but there's always a few I was never the same after Reezus had moved She left me for Vegas, I felt a way Maybe those feelings will sail away I need my brothers out them cells today If L.A. heard me I would sale today, oh Nothing can stand in my way, no I'm worried bout taking my place, go I'm only gone feed all my day, ones I'm wanting this shit everyday, run Towards everything that I'm dreaming Everything that I been needing Since on mama I'm leaning Waiting for cloths every season and riding that bus And forgetting my demons Wrist wrist wrist spit, play Miss miss miss hit, pay Hit hit hit diss, yay Reaching for peaks so I know what I'm in for I ain't no bitch I ain't no cake I ain't no pimp But I'll take your place I ain't gone sit, no I ain't gone wait Just take your shit, dawg there ain't no way [Hook]

​[Hook] I done fell Lost my self I done ran my hoe away I done felt turtle shells I let them tear my soles away I done felt below the belt hits Still the pain won't go away I done sailed my soul away I can't let that go to waste [Verse] Earlier I died, aye My hoe got the surprised face She was fucking with the Gods, aye I could only wonder why, aye Percocets til my face is numb Damn nearly blue, aye I know myself Somehow I can't peep who the fuck are you, aye Dressed in all red coming for the best side, right Running your yap and you'll end up dripping with the red dye, right North side nigga trynna end up on the west side, right All those in favor of debt are praying that he bless thy In debt to me Fuck you bitch you're dead to me Lie in my face Lie to the grave Forever you are less than me Stop saying that you'll do it And just really go do it All you niggas hold no weight Cause you're really just all fluid, soft You niggas all pissed me off, cough Me and all you niggas are cool, cough I mean all you niggas are bool, cough Please excuse my health Ain't sleep in days Cashing the wealth I pride myself off nothing else Fresh off the shelf I'm bound to sale I'm 'bout to net One hundred mil off nothing else but cards I'm dealt Replacing all the hearts I've felt It's chilling how I killed my self Stressing for a bitch It's chilling how she killed my health all because a dick [Hook] I done fell Lost my self I done ran my hoe away I done felt turtle shells I let them tear my soles away I done felt below the belt hits Still the pain won't go away I done sailed my soul away I can't let that go to waste

​[Verse 1] I done did it all but some how it ain't enough My city ain't around They're just nearly catching up I pity all the ones thinking that I ain't enough I do it on my own Then all my niggas come in clutch We are not a rock band Nor pretend to be one You cut yourself but failed to cut the deep one Neighbors seen'em kill you Cop ask but that ain't seen none All plagiarized art that's why you fail to see funds The feeling of winning is joy you're not killing I'm finna to get I'm know it, I'm wishing, I'm pulling up on you, I'm outside Dont knock I just doot doot doot doot, Dead You niggas don't get it You're all are my children I made it, I'll kill it I'll spray on you niggas I'll paint all your niggas I Skrt skrt skrt After doot doot doot doot, Red And ain't owe you nothing I'm just on a roll and your bitch a dime a dozen They all come and go That why she's calling phone She's never seeing shit you're saying I'm really out on the road [Hook] You can hide behind your niggas If helps, if you think they'll comfort you, yea Me and all my niggas war ready So you we gone come for you, aye (x2) Don't you run run run Run, run run run run run (x3)