(Hook)
This a no fux giving
Most of niggas still breathing
Talking we don't play by that
Walking, we just keep on moving
This a no fux giving
Most of niggas still breathing
Talking we don't play by that
Walking, we just keep on moving
(Verse)
Getting near these streets bish I don't
Pillow talking with these random hoes bish I won't
Dreaming about my coffin, woke up "I don't trust none"
That's my bish on call talking crazy press decline
Just from doing two 24/7 in a row
Pray my money don't come late so I hit the road with my bros
She see money stretching, now she in her feelings saying
Shit too crazy remind me when I was saying
Niggas booming in the whip getting lit with the brothers
Shout out haters was a good day I ain't finally murk some
I just cut off ya bish, working-class on delay
The way I feel it coming, I just might book flights on purpose
None of these bishes been real on my nigga since day one
None of these bishes did some for a nigga when I had none
Shit's been getting real I see faces I never seen
Arm needs a charm flick it beam so big hit you and your bish