I'm getting fat but I'm living fast
Can't trip about it if it's in the past
And if you thinking bout your past boy don't smoke up on that gas
Cause that shit will never last
I'm sippin tea just so I can relax
At 17 I wanted everything
Wanted everything
Now I ain't tripping bout a lot
I'm getting fat and I'm leaving fast
It's a good life
If you ain't got no racks what you talking bout
If you ain't got no racks what you logging bout
You was clowning me in highschool
But I ain't tripping cause you and your clique some clowns
You took the wrong route
I took the long road you said I wouldn't make it out
Now I'm standing on you niggas chest like a vest
Why you thinking bout my past like you me
Last night I had a dream
I woke up with like thirty racks in my f*cking pocket
Why you tryna be like me
Tryna be like me
Tryna be like me
I been living fast tryna get this cash ok the regular
I'm the just a young nigga from the east the people here got no peace