Casual talk with my dawg, that shit was motivation
And I've been staying off the lean, I'm keeping tunnel vision
Brodie moving out the hood, it took a home invasion
Talk on the phone, he never thought he'd make it to the morning
Swear to God when I wake up, I'm focused on the money
Lost my folks, then people said I sacrificed in university
I don't give a f*ck, I'm balling in my city
And you know I'm having fun, when I'm out in lasgidi
Niggas know I don't f*ck with them, I do my own thing
See I'll keep real till death, you do your own thing
Rolling up, blasting trippin redd, I'm on the road still
Say bro, my eyes Dey red, and I never smoke yet
The way I'm feigning for a bag, I'm a cash head
She let me hit it from the back, from the rear end
I'm only running with the guys, and my girl friend
Everybody in a race, I don't like trends
I don't like trends, she first was my friend
Nigga was so high, she got me sober
You know I'm f*cking with shawty
She turn up, no calls
Tonight we're having a party, they let the bros out
Like Baha men, they saying, who let the dogs out
Casual talk with my dawg, that shit was motivation
And I've been staying off the lean, I'm keeping tunnel vision
Brodie moving out the hood, it took a home invasion
Talk on the phone, he never thought he'd make it to the morning
Swear to God when I wake up, I'm focused on the money
Lost my folks, them people said I sacrificed in university
I don't give a f*ck, I'm balling in my city
And you know I'm having fun, when I'm out in lasgidi
When I'm out in lasgidi
We steady making money
Rocking Gucci Fendi
Pretty girls them love
Pretty girls them love me
Touching all my body
F*cking na my hobby
Spank that ass she naughty
Spank that ass she naught
F*ck hard and she let me
Ski on them for telling
I don turn dutchavelli
Obono feli feli
Obono feli feli
Obono feli feli
Told bro, let's get it
For so long, I've been hungry for the pennies
Lucid dreams where I'm running from nemesis
Same story from genesis
Why are you sprinting, this a marathon
Can't wait to get my turn
Nigga you still my son
Even though you did me wrong
How the f*ck you still a bum
And you out here getting funds
How the f*ck you still a boy
And you pushing forty some
Casual talk with my dawg, that shit was motivation
And I've been staying off the lean, I'm keeping tunnel vision
Brodie moving out the hood, it took a home invasion
Talk on the phone, he never thought he'd make it to the morning
Swear to God when I wake up, I'm focused on the money
Lost my folks, then people said I sacrificed in university
I don't give a f*ck, I'm balling in my city
And you know I'm having fun, when I'm out in lasgidi