Yeah
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like
I'm tryna get my weight up
Went and gave
Too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us
Yeah I got in my bag
When I looked up
Ain't see nothin'
But a bunch of haters
No matter
How much money we went through
We never let
The paper change us
I done ran it up out the mud
I get paid to pop out at clubs
Put my partner 'nem in my budget
I watch people change
I can't trust 'em
I got rich but I'm still hustlin'
I run full speed to that cash
I can feel this shit
In my calf muscles
Reminiscin' back
When I ain't have nothin'
Now they actin' like
They all happy for me
Where was you at
When I needed it
When it come to money
I'm greedy
I'll try anything
Just to please you
You can take everything
If you leavin'
Ain't tryna say
I'm perfect but I'm decent
I ain't goin' back
Broke for no reason
My drip
It might leave a puddle
Need Bounty to clean it up
I'm the quicker picker upper
For real
Just put it on the floor
That other stuff
I'm not for it
I've been clearin' out my headspace
Runnin' shit
Now I'm startin'
To buy my whips now
For the leg space
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like
I'm tryna get my weight up
Went and gave
Too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us
Yeah I got in my bag
When I looked up
Ain't see nothin'
But a bunch of haters
No matter
How much money we went through
We never let the paper change us
In a Wraith with the stars
All the niggas
Who ain't bet on me
Know they wouldn't go far
Know the gang
Gon' ride for me
No matter how many cars
Move cautious got trauma
Still tryna cover the scars
Ain't takin' no headshots 'cause
You know we been hot
Always on the target
Never miss like a red dot
Always on the go
I'll be wherever the jet stop
Coming from a place
Where they be shakin'
They dreadlocks
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like
I'm tryna get my weight up
Went and gave
Too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us
Yeah I got in my bag
When I looked up
Ain't see nothin'
But a bunch of haters
No matter
How much money we went through
We never let the paper change us
Bitch this is
Straight out the mud
Back in 2010
I was sellin' them dubs
Back in granny crib
When the lights was off
We would blame it
On the bulbs
Same niggas claim who I love
Identify who I was
I was facin' a year
But since you told
I'm facin' a dub
I text my dawg
I was in my feelings
But said fuck it
I ain't even send it
I was gon' text him like
Don't change up
We the same niggas we in it
Don't talk about your dawg
To your other dawg
Man up and fix it
I came from
Broke Durk to big Durk
And I can merch
I'm one of the rich
Where you was at
For the Comcast bill
Cousin' died on my auntie fune'
Come around with a Richard Mille
I can do it
Cause I send money to rich
Treat my wife
Like I treat my sister
Diamonds cut
I'm a walkin' butcher
My homie died
He ain't even slide
The street got
A hold and killed him
Got this shit up out the mud
Still grindin' like
I'm tryna get my weight up
Went and gave
Too many chances to you niggas
I can't let nobody play us
Yeah I got in my bag
When I looked up
Ain't see nothin'
But a bunch of haters
No matter
How much money we went through
We never let the paper change us