Interlude 2

Made forty thousand of a tape, and it wasn’t shit
Can’t keep track of what I make, it keep comin' in
Don’t go spending more than you make, boy that’s dumb as shit
Making sure all them bills paid, in my momma crib
As long as she straight, I’m okay in my life
If she don’t trust you, I’m bustin' this k for her life
I’m whippin' this X6 man, I used to be stealing bikes
I used to fraud, I don’t really give a fuck if it was right
If it was bout' them racks, then I was there that’s on my life
My momma used to question if she even raised me right
Got the bans in the front, with chanel she was stuntin'
New coupe go skrrt,
Got bags in the mall, only making withdrawals
This sprite ain’t clean, X6 go vroom vroom vroom
I used to depend on a laptop, I used to sit back in the backdrop
Don’t wait on me I’m a Nascar, mama got the Benz mhm, yeah the fast one
I done waited so long nigga just to get a turn
Seen some niggas bite the swag, they know I made it first
I’m Georgia grown, dirty bird
Play it safe, touch them racks gone get you heard
They fear the kid, I’m getting heard
My mama said she proud of me I made it work
Jumped off that porch and went straight north
My teachers talked shit, now I make more
Got a brand new X6, it’s paid for
You could try my bitch but' she ain’t going
They fear the kid, I’m getting heard
My mama said she proud of me I made it work
Jumped off that porch and went straight north
My teachers talked shit, now I make more
Got a brand new X6, it’s paid for
You could try my bitch but' she ain’t going