I been gone all day
I been out town
Say I'm gone all day
Ooh but you better hold it down
Yuh I been work all day
Let you come around with me yuh
Make a trip a day
Then I count them bands next week yuh
Yuh
I came up up on the block
Then I came up boys was slanging rock
I had real run trips across the block
I had real run trips across the block
I had real run ins with f*ckin opps
I had real run trips across the block
I mean I rerock shit
Rerock shit
Flip that shit then get that stick
I got the brick off
I got the brick off
Like my bonita
Like a tortilla
These boys gon fold up
No reason
One one more liter
We pour that easter
H-town my- all these bitches on my f*cking jock mane
I'm in my bag
I need the money boy yuh
Chasing that bag
I luh the money boy yuh
I go in last
I go in fast
Collecting the cash
The digital dash
Ooooh I been gone all day
I been outta town
I been outta state
Ooooh I been gone all day
You gon hold it down
You gon take my place
I remember days
We ain't have no name
We was broke as hell boy
Still got on that plane
Now we gone all day
Pouring up that drank
Counting up this cash
Yeah money counter days
We were broke as hell
Way we came up scale
Took a trip to LA now we up in the hills
That bitch she off the pills
She was rolling
I was rolling
F*cking off them pills
Popping, popping, all the pills uh yuh
Like
Who want war with me?
Wanna go to war?
Gotta army ting
That be my homies
Keep a 30 piece
Not no KFC boy
Not no KFC
I just stopped at Neiman
That for all my pieces
Half for me, my team boy, half for all my demons
You vs me my team let's see who gon win
Hop up in the ring boy, make you grow some wings
Ooooh I been gone all day
I been outta town
I been outta state
Ooooh I been gone all day
You gon hold it down
You gon take my place
I remember days
We ain't have no name
We was broke as hell boy
Still got on that plane
Now we gone all day
Pouring up that drank
Counting up this cash
Yeah money counter days