Lyrics; I ride wit a chip Seen too many losses Mama raised her kids Fr mama I’ll do whatever Chapel on ma knees I pray then go n get it Seen it in ma dreams Had to wake n go get it Working Bussing Soon that nigga goin cop it Yea I’m working Bussing Soon that nigga goin cop it I was sleeping on d floor That’s why a nigga so cold Why u never picked d phone? Now u niggas wana hang Wana ball in ma zone I ain’t looking at d phone Err body want a loan I don’t owe a nigga shit They don’t know what a nigga go through I don’t fuck wit y’all don’t care if u think a nigga rude I jus copped a whip n I been fuckin on d hoes Hw the bitches love me when I keep it on a low Working Bussing Soon that nigga goin cop it Yea I’m working Bussing Soon that nigga goin cop it Mama told me u d man I was tryna make a plan Got ma niggas in the van Yeah we scheming on the bands