Now we cashing out double thrice back to back They be saying we late boy we came out to be latest Tired to see my mama cey brothers starve that wat got me wield I don been be worst buh I dont take a loss got to be a boss G the race turn it into Grace it's was lonely say loved me reproduced heartbreaks it should've been a cause buh it's blessings driving through my essence I just got a new wipe Mama happy now Trynna run up a Billion until my ankle pop Tears in my eyes can’t forget we’re I came from Lost my dad when I was 8 That shit so hot Mama told me son one day you gonna be popular I listen to the voices in my head I was obedient Probably be gambling with my life if I ain’t made it Told my mama no more suffering mama I made it💯