| These niggas cappin' that shit blow up | 
| My dog rappin', hope he blow up | 
| I need my checks without no hold-ups | 
| I put my city on my shoulders | 
| I told the truth in every story that I told 'em | 
| I fucked around and showed 'em | 
| All of my whips, got that new car smell | 
| Don’t get it twisted from them apartments, I just talk well | 
| I don’t fuck with him, that nigga flossin' in the voicemail | 
| Catch up with him, push up on him, tell him how I feel | 
| Made myself a millionaire, only took a year, dog | 
| Thinkin' bout what I’ve been through, I could make a tear fall | 
| Late night with them youngins, who was creepin', could of killed y’all | 
| I don’t do that internet beef, that’s for bitches, dog | 
| I went up to space so they hatin', they can’t lift off | 
| I can make your bitch eat my kids, every drip drop | 
| I come from the trenches, we can’t come outside in flip flops | 
| I done came so far, sittin' on the floor, watchin' the tip off | 
| Bought a baby Gucci stroller (Stroller) | 
| Switched up and I went global (Global) | 
| Can’t play around, I had to grow up (Grow up) | 
| Check out my neck, hell of a glow up (Glow up) | 
| These niggas cappin' that shit blow up | 
| My dog rappin', hope he blow up | 
| I need my checks without no hold-ups | 
| I put my city on my shoulders | 
| I told the truth in every story that I told 'em | 
| I fucked around and showed 'em | 
| I put my all into this shit | 
| I worked so hard to get my wrist, aye bro | 
| Worked hard but I didn’t quit | 
| I had to ball with no assist | 
| I got 'em all on my drip | 
| Go with his rules we gon' get flipped, yeah | 
| I had to hustle for a milly, yeah | 
| And now I’m hustlin' ithis pen, yeah | 
| They tried givin' D 200 years | 
| Whenever they call, I let him hear it | 
| Them lawyers and God, gon' lift they spirits | 
| Them niggas know I keep it real, yeah | 
| Sometimes I feel like the floor is giving out on me | 
| I worked so hard but I can’t stop, they depend on me | 
| I try the hardest, you gon' talk when I ain’t fail on me | 
| I see through all and my life flawed, I need new bands on me | 
| Bought a baby Gucci stroller (Stroller) | 
| Switched up and I went global (Global) | 
| Can’t play around, I had to grow up (Grow up) | 
| Check out my neck, hell of a glow up (Glow up) | 
| These niggas cappin' that shit blow up | 
| My dog rappin', hope he blow up | 
| I need my checks without no hold-ups | 
| I put my city on my shoulders | 
| I told the truth in every story that I told 'em | 
| I fucked around and showed 'em |