| Hey so what if them niggas made more
 | 
| I knew my time was comin'
 | 
| Had to wait for it
 | 
| So every night a nigga prayed for it
 | 
| Ain’t no goin' back the only way is forward
 | 
| See some people they weren’t made for it
 | 
| That rollie fit my wrist like it was made for it
 | 
| And they hatin' but what’s the hate for
 | 
| Ain’t no stoppin', fuck we need brakes for?
 | 
| I’m at their neck ain’t no lettin' up
 | 
| Fuck a vest we shoot neck and up
 | 
| Life is chessed so I set em up
 | 
| Life’s a gamble I got hella luck
 | 
| Told her we can fuck but don’t get comfortable
 | 
| Ain’t no ceiling on my car drivin' fast yeah uncomfortable
 | 
| I just flooded at my ring look like a royal rumble
 | 
| They say money talk then all you niggas do is mumble
 | 
| And if my bitch trippin' I might let her tumble
 | 
| And no matter what I make I still remain humble
 | 
| That’s word to my mama
 | 
| It’s a cold world streets colder I gotta keep a burner
 | 
| Hey so what if them niggas made more
 | 
| I knew my time was comin'
 | 
| Had to wait for it
 | 
| So every night a nigga prayed for it
 | 
| Ain’t no goin' back the only way is forward
 | 
| See some people they weren’t made for it
 | 
| That rollie fit my wrist like it was made for it
 | 
| And they hatin' but what’s the hate for
 | 
| Ain’t no stoppin', fuck we need brakes for?
 | 
| See I can’t lose we don’t lose
 | 
| A million ways to get it, lil' nigga just choose
 | 
| I chose, to go and eat we weren’t havin' food
 | 
| I showed my niggas how to eat, I ain’t have nothing to prove
 | 
| We were skippin' school, tryna go on the moon
 | 
| The hood day comin' up, shit I’m gonna need some shoes
 | 
| My kicks for a outfit, shit I done been a fool
 | 
| And one thing about Lucc', I never needed you
 | 
| I swear I can’t wait to turn up, look what we been through
 | 
| Lost both of my cousins this year, fuck keepin' cool
 | 
| On my side we ride for our kind
 | 
| And did they tell you I don’t play about mine
 | 
| Hey so what if them niggas made more
 | 
| I knew my time was comin'
 | 
| Had to wait for it
 | 
| So every night a nigga prayed for it
 | 
| Ain’t no goin' back the only way is forward
 | 
| See some people they weren’t made for it
 | 
| That rollie fit my wrist like it was made for it
 | 
| And they hatin' but what’s the hate for
 | 
| Ain’t no stoppin', fuck we need brakes for? |