I can't lie
Just know if you roll the dice
You don't get this life twice (Oliver)
(Hey, where's Rolo?)
Some things we sacrifice

Oh yeah
Track got the block on fire
Just like Mariah, know we gon' carry this shit (yeah)
Caught a opp lacking in traffic, you know what happened
I had to bury the stick
Once I fuck her, I duck her then you cuff her, you love her
I never married a bitch (nah)
Soon as I die, I'ma leave this shit to my kids, they gon' inherit this shit (uh)
I know the way that I'm living ain't right but I'm thuggin'
I still don't be carin' and shit (thuggin')
Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills
My neighbors be starin' and shit
Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life
But they wasn't hearin' this shit (oh)
'Member that day, found out my brother died
I wasn't prepared for that shit

That's when I knew shit was real
I was out in the field
Yeah, I had to get me a stick (blick)
My brother, my brother, I love you, we steppin' on shit
For you, they restin' in piss (oh)
'Member them days, we used to be broke
I swear it taught me a lesson and shit (oh)
Now I just count all my blessings and shit
Stack all my bread, I'm investing this shit (oh)
What you know 'bout me?
Don't know what you heard about me (huh?)
Fuck what you heard about me
Bitch, just know I keep my Glocky (blick)
And it came with a stick, I be bangin' on shit
I ain't aimin' this shit, 'cause it came with a switch
Told the lil' bitch, "You can hang with the gang if you want
But it could get dangerous and shit"

I can't lie
Just know if you roll the dice
You don't get this life twice
For some things we sacrifice

Oh yeah
Track got the block on fire
Just like Mariah, know we gon' carry this shit (yeah)
Caught a opp lacking in traffic, you know what happened
I had to bury the stick
Once I fuck her, I duck her then you cuff her, you love her
I never married a bitch (nah)
Soon as I die, I'ma leave this shit to my kids, they gon' inherit this shit (uh)
I know the way that I'm living ain't right but I'm thuggin'
I still don't be carin' and shit (thuggin')
Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills
My neighbors be starin' and shit
Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life
But they wasn't hearin' this shit (oh)
'Member that day, found out my brother died
I wasn't prepared for that shit

Yeah, she wanna fuck but I'm ready to slide
She really be set and I just see smilin'
She don't know who else who would've pulled up on timin'
I don't got ice but a nigga still shinin'
She know I'ma blow racks on designer
Take her to Louis V, then hit up Prada
Blow a bag on some sticks and some pasta
We gon' chill and get high like two rastas
Got the key to heart like a locksmith
I told my ex bitch I'm gone, I forgot ya
If it's up then it's stuck like a rocket
I got ninety-nine problems, but bitch, you a option
They like, "Flocco boy, you better drop this"
Don't deposit, only make profits
Shawty give me good brain like, huh
Seein' ya give me that nice
Drippin' like some red lace
Don't need no styler
Niggas want some fame
Niggas wanna rap, better get on the college
Big check need a wire it
You broke like that you'll never get tired
Kill shit Mike Myers
But you know ice out
Forgiato all on my tires

Track got the block on fire
Just like Mariah, know we gon' carry this shit (yeah)
Caught a opp lacking in traffic, you know what happened
I had to bury the stick
Once I fuck her, I duck her then you cuff her, you love her
I never married a bitch (nah)
Soon as I die, I'ma leave this shit to my kids, they gon' inherit this shit (uh)
I know the way that I'm living ain't right but I'm thuggin'
I still don't be carin' and shit (thuggin')
Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills
My neighbors be starin' and shit
Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life
But they wasn't hearin' this shit (oh)
'Member that day, found out my brother died
I wasn't prepared for that shit

Track got the block on fire
Just like Mariah, know we gon' carry this shit (yeah)
Caught a opp lacking in traffic, you know what happened
I had to bury the stick
Once I fuck her, I duck her then you cuff her, you love her
I never married a bitch (nah)
Soon as I die, I'ma leave this shit to my kids, they gon' inherit this shit (uh)
I know the way that I'm living ain't right but I'm thuggin'
I still don't be carin' and shit (thuggin')
Young nigga straight out the trenches, I moved to the hills
My neighbors be starin' and shit
Told 'em I was gon' be rich all my life
But they wasn't hearin' this shit (oh)
'Member that day, found out my brother died
I wasn't prepared for that shit

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Harrison Leyva, Oliver Matthew Easton, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Tevon Tapper