Ayy, ayy (yeah, uh, uh, huh)
Ayy, ayy (uh, uh, uh, uh)

Nigga, I don't know you, nigga, you don't know me, I'm from OT (I'm from OT)
Whenever I'm runnin', slide the corner store, sell more than tees (the corner store sell more)
As my reputation proceed (Grr), it seem like more bleed (grr, grr)
If I had one wish, I'd turn my problems into codeine (into drank)
A-Benz, thank God, amen, fill it out for four-piece
Times a hundred, nigga, I'm gettin' money, that's on the rumble
Straight from mumble, niggas ain't talkin' numbers, a real boss
Call me when it's bought, I hate to talk to runners, close your mouth (close your mouth)
If you get caught, your silence don't cost you nothin', had nothin' (had nothin')
Straight from out the struggle, I'm talkin' bread and butter, praise brother
First one to love me when I knew they ain't love me, Ray jumpin'
Know I'ma follow up, ain't no damn runnin', handcuff me
Ain't no cooperatin', ain't sayin' nothin (shh)
Say it's up, I got a gun for a nigga to stand under (I got a gun for you to stand under)

Yeah, round of applause (round of applause)
He turned a man a hundred grand
He finally dropped his balls (he finally dropped his nuts)
Shit, I feel wrong, they say I came up off of fentanyl (fentanyl)
I ask the streets and they say, "Gee, you trippin', hell nah" (nigga, hell nah)
We all tryna ball (Yeah), we all tryna win (yeah)
And if I had another chance, I'd probably win again (I'd probably win again)
God, if I'm wrong, so bless your dawg, I'm finna sin again (I'm finna sin again)
And if I get another chance, I'm tryna win again (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Not bullshit again

Yeah, switches on the glizzy, ten (brr)
Let him post a pic like, yeah, we missed him, we gon' spin again (yeah, we gon' spin again)
This a special come-up, 'cause conditions that I did it in (that I did it in)
Juror tryna lock a killer in, wish death on many men
Any man that said they want me dead, I put a missile in
If my beef had chickens, still'll bite it off the gristle then
Judge had told us wasn't no witnesses, so we dismissin' it
Really rich, got a million in, just on silly shit, I'm feelin' it
Soon as I feel it, it boost my adrenaline (boost my adrenaline)
Finish him, fuck all of that Instagram and Twitterin'
I've been in, it wasn't no way out, fuck it, so I'm still in it
The vision it, whoever did this shit, I got the city lit
Island boss, the biggest fish (island boss)

Yeah, round of applause (round of applause)
He turned a man a hundred grand
He finally dropped his balls (he finally dropped his nuts)
Shit, I feel wrong, they say I came up off of fentanyl (fentanyl)
I ask the streets and they say
"Gee, you trippin', hell nah" (nigga, hell nah)
We all tryna ball (yeah), we all tryna win (yeah)
And if I had another chance, I'd probably win again (I'd probably win again)
God, if I'm wrong, so bless your dawg, I'm finna sin again (I'm finna sin again)
And if I get another chance, I'm tryna win again (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Not bullshit again

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Writer(s): George III Stone