Yeah, uh-huh (Timeline, oh my God)
I don't wanna talk about memories because if I talk about it
I'm gonna talk about it based on how I feel now (little nigga had to elevate)
So, at the time, I might have felt, like, you know, you really left me
But after growing up, I'm in a better place now (little nigga had to elevate)
I can see why you done that (ya dig?)

When no-one else was there and there wasn't no-one left
And I know they want my head, I let this Gelato burn my chest
She just think I'm trippin', I ain't even take no X
Brand new glizzy, I just made dua before I step
Baby, it's just love if these diamonds disappear
Baby, I'm a thug, I keep these killers at the crib
Baby, I'm on drugs, it's so different when you lit
I'm talkin' way before the money, in the trench and I was lit
Niggas try stab me up and send me up and I ain't never trust a nigga ever since (yeah)
Niggas lying over nothing, even family, man was buggin' (gotta get it how you live)

When I tell you how I'm feelin', baby, claustrophobic, freedom feels lit
I was Lil Pino in that Smart car, sippin' lean and a nigga sellin' bricks
Ice all on my wrist, don't tell the right day
If it's dollars, pounds, 41 to my face, I need to meditate, yeah
Nails on fleek, and, yeah, she rude, thirty racks in the coupe
And the lean straight dropped in the Mountain Dew

I don't know, my intentions weren't to get married, innit?
I never wanted to get married, I was team streets
But then you meet the right one

I'm feelin' good, my niggas free
My lady sweeter than a peach
The seat recline, I'm gettin' head, it's been a long week
If love is love then let me stand on my wrongs
Hold me down a bit, I like when I'm weak, make me strong, yeah
My opinion changed on you when I found out what you do this for
Me and broski really lit, could open up a jewelery store
Humble with my wins, these niggas crumble at the brink of any pressure
Throw me in the jungle, come back with a mink

Really ride with, ride with, I really ride with
I just love my niggas that I had to do a slime with
"Astaghfirullah", I told my co-d I done the crime with
It's your eyes, it's your mind, it's something that I can brag with (yeah)
I need a real one close and, girl, I need commitment
This cup is red, I smell this codeine while I'm pissing
We're really Insta goals, I fuck this girl, we're living this
Fuck an Insta post, it's real love, girl, I'm still in this

Bando Baby 22, young rich nigga different
Brodie keep on fuckin', pop a Perc, now I'm trippin'
In a Lamb' truck, cruisin' smokin' 41, mind my business
VVS not VS, nigga, can't you tell the difference?
Can't tell the difference, VVS, no competition
Can't you tell the way it different? Just the way my Rollie glisten
Tell the hitters, "Hit 'em up" for the reason
Listenin' to Durk, in my feelings
Rollies, Cubans, hottest bitches tell them, "Freeze it"

Chinese whispers, my cats ain't got no whiskers
I drop two ounces of flake and some bi-curls, get to whiskin', yeah
Make some money, watch them treat you different
The black sheeps of the family turn into goats, I gotta keep my distance
Never give up, stay consistent
I tried to give them game, they wouldn't listen
They'll rather see us in prison, but it's calm
Ain't tryna make no moves without them arms
I do this for my niggas counting years just walking 'round the yard

It was "Fuck them" on the way up, it was "Fuck them" when we got here
And it'll be "Fuck them" on the way down
Man ain't goin' down and startin' to fuck with niggas, it's still "Fuck you niggas"
When we're pop down, it's "Fuck you", when we're on the come up
It's "Fuck you", and we, now we're on the level, it's still "Fuck you", innit?
DBE, they gotta be against us 'cause they can't join us
You have to be against us
You can't beat it, join it, you can't join it, hate on it
You can't hate on it no more, just respect it, simple

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Writer(s): Adam Williams, Pierre Aarons, Ricky Banton