(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
I just hit up the gang like, "Pack all your bags, and meet me at terminal five"
When I came in the game I've never seen so much man get shoved to the side

When we had nothin' we still made somethin'
Send a crackhead in the store, and they came out runnin'
I bought that shit for the third of the price
You know I don't promote violence, but the young bulls wanna earn their stripes
She came to the West, no Kanye
Rihanna ting when I tell her to turn off the lights

She want she wanna act all nice
She wouldn't be here if it weren't for the hype
No word of a lie, he talkin' my name in the song and I ain't even heard of the guy
I just hit up the gang like, "Pack all your bags, and meet me at terminal five"
You see my 'Gram, you don't know what I'm like
'Cause I don't post about personal life
W-W-W-What they don't want you to see, they do right in front of your eyes
She fucked ten man tryna find my bag, but darlin', I'm one of a kind
When I came in the game I've never seen so much man get shove to the side
Been on the move, I'm missin' my bros, I ain't seen my mum in a while

When we had nothin' we still made somethin'
Send a crackhead in the store, and they came out runnin'
I bought that shit for the third of the price
You know I don't promote violence, but the young bulls wanna earn their stripes
She came to the West, no Kanye
Rihanna ting when I tell her to turn off the lights

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Writer(s): Oakley Neil H Caesar-Su, Valentino Angelo Salvi