Each diamond twenty racks, you can see it in my stone
It's gon' break this bitch heart if she see what's in my phone
You ain't see me on that flight, then you see me on that road
I got beef in the streets, you ain't gon' hear it in my song
I be steppin' without a weapon, know that sound crazy
60K just on a necklace like they signed Baby
They know I run around the 12 like I'm Tom Brady
And when we beef, she get Chanel, 'cause she a crybaby
I can't be waitin' on no niggas, ain't no time waitin'
If rappin' can't pay the bills, I bet crime pay it
Back in the day, they used to ho me, tryna downplay me
Sayin' the hoes won't fuck with me 'cause my eye lazy
Accept the fact that I'm doin' all kind of shit
This ain't a brag, I put a Rollie on my mama wrist
Stay to myself 'cause most these niggas counterfeit
I used to lurk for a lick, nigga, now I'm the lick
Ain't got a team, but in his songs sayin' he coppin' bricks
He dead now 'cause he was fuckin' with the opposite
My bitch rock a Louis purse with a Glock in it
Remember goin' to hit cribs, I had to hop a fence
Even though a nigga sippin' syrup, still poppin' Cris'