Ay yo, on some G shit
Looking back I can't see
How I was running around risking my freedom like that
Just to ball for a couple Summer's (la música de Harry Fraud)

I broke bread and shared plates with the niggas y'all call legends
Y'all too loud when you walk into rooms, it's all presence
My body language just as loud as my voice and they all catch it, uh
All I do is look and that send them a small message
Now that's a boss huh? (Huh?)
Y'all lil niggas got that word backwards
Phoenix, I rose from the burnt ashes, trap full of burnt plastic
With a coffee blender I could work magic
But I made a fortune off my first classic, let me finish (The Butcher comin', nigga)
Paranoia , that's what them felonies got me
I fell back from that and this what longevity got me (this what longevity got me)
Foreigns in my yard got neighbors at my residence watching (skrrt)
I'ma be stuntin like this until I'm seventy probably, longevity

Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
But it's still 'bout who last the longest, this real shit
I watched niggas cop trucks off hustling, not luck
But only ball for a Summer, next one they locked up, longevity

Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
But it's still 'bout who last the longest, this real shit
I watched niggas cop trucks off hustling, not luck
But only ball for a Summer, next one they locked up, longevity (Montana)

Talking mil's I got six cash
Slick Rick chain, mink drag (woo)
Pockets pokin' like Kim ass
My Garage like Six Flags (ah)
Flip work like gym class (ah)
Praise due to the highest
Sick sitting on Len Bias
Drug dealers was the heroes, preacher's was the liars
Can't deny us got the ladder for the hinges (bling)
My lawyer Jewish born, Muslim shoe's Christian
The vision is, we deep water with no fishing gears
Selling dreams I was missing ears (woo)
That's why my nigga Max missing years
My Hollywood thing say she love me, kind of cold
I don't believe her, she an actress, ten Golden Globes
But I'ma do it fuck it
I'ma hit and dub it (bap)
She tryna kiss in public
I Goyard the luggage
Nah they don't love us
That's why we on the covers
Floor by the buzzers
Stars wanna cuff us (hah)

Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
But it's still 'bout who last the longest, this real shit
I watched niggas cop trucks off hustling, not luck
But only ball for a Summer, next one they locked up, longevity

Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
But it's still 'bout who last the longest, this real shit
I watched niggas cop trucks off hustling, not luck
But only ball for a Summer, next one they locked up, longevity

Bahamian waters sippin' a Miami and Vice (Virgin)
Jumpin' back on the jet with so much sand in my Nikes (no socks)
It's a difference from the 'jects beefing with the hammers in sight (boom, boom, boom)
Where every week somebody get killed, that's more candles to light (pray for 'em)
I'm screaming call your bet out as I shake my hand with the dice (what you got?)
If you a hustler in the streets, well, here's some candid advice (listen up)
Dope is an iPhone wet to save it you jam it in rice
But you probably never cooked up a thousand grams of the white (fucker)
Seems, seems to me you just a fan of this life (cappin')
Plus your diamonds only dance when you stand in the light (nasty)
And when calamity strikes it's usually when fortune is close
In the same breath I know niggas that went from fortune to broke (better hold tight)
I'm from where new convictions turn to crucifixions (you hear me?)
For us exploiting people for their true addictions (they need a fix)
So in turn they choose to judge us by the coupes we whippin' (skrrt skrrt)
I watch the kids being lied to by computer diction (Straight lies, propoganda)
I say, huh, that the 'Gram is a lie (facts)
As I cross my heart I put my hand in the sky (uh-huh)
I used to bake with that soda just like Canada Dry
Opponents in my way they need to stand to the side (move along)
Watch 'em fall to the pride right before the fall or the rise (uh-huh)
I remember Doe Stacks took an enormous fall for the guys (Stacks I miss you, nigga)
I seen mothers fall to the floor or call to the sky
'Cause they get the call that he died, there's not a law that I abide (not at all)
I'm (ugh), I'm fuckin with y'all
'fore I have the homies just start buckin at y'all (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
I'ma stop (ha)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jeremie Pennick, Joseph Guillermo II Jones, Karim Kharbouch, Rory William Quigley, Tommy Flaaten