Fuck it I think we the shyt
Look wit my neck wrist
Not trynna flex we do this
Feelin so blessed we won’t miss nah
Up in the jet heavy mist in the air gotta hurry
So many memories We need a journal
The sunshine’s but I’m nocturnal
Young n***as on this life journey
Told pops don’t worry
We got it prolly from our uncle
On some pimp shyt we did it wit funk
They thought we got it all from the luck
Rollie got dirty
Now all I can do is chuckle
Fuck gettin buck we got bucks
Young n***as givin no fucks


Bout shyt man gettin bread is must we just need the butter yeah a n***a don’t want the crust
I know who my Brothas are we been through this stuff
Get some grabba when I’m bored & roll a chicken that’s a blunt
And we got the old heads tellin us we some n***as wit funk
If they hate we don’t give a fuck
Pacin to the top these n***as they racin
Crazy as I do more I get lazier
Man we started in the basement
It was Such a big world trynna a placement
Now we Up in Greece underground I’m amazed n
Versace staring me down face to face
That’s Medusa head full of snakes
Might go to Cuba just to escape this shyt
My stones wit me not talkin ancient Uh we shyt

Fuck it I think we the shyt
Look wit my neck wrist
Not trynna flex we do this
Feelin so blessed we won’t miss nah
Up in the jet heavy mist in the air gotta hurry
So many memories We need a journal
The sunshine’s but I’m nocturnal
Young n***as on this life journey
Told pops don’t worry
We got it prolly from our uncle
On some pimp shyt we did it wit funk
They thought we got it all from the luck
Rollie got dirty
Now all I can do is chuckle
Fuck gettin buck we got bucks
Young n***as givin no fucks


Cause we never did
Gotta keep pushing we pushing twins
Switching ozone’s cause we lighting shit
People complain when we out here piping shit up
Get excited bitch
Shake that shit split that shit wind shit up
Baby these diamonds be biting shit up
N***as keep watching since you crept up
When we exit we leave with no hassle so
Don’t worry bout us we slidin we slide
Fill the passport so fast at the embassy knowing our face
They giving high fives
If we keep this shit up we praying for Grammies n things so let us pass by
We locked in forever you n***as don’t fit in the schedule
Fuck it I think we the shyt
Look wit my neck wrist
Not trynna flex we do this
Feelin so blessed we won’t miss nah
Up in the jet heavy mist in the air gotta hurry
So many memories We need a journal
The sunshine’s but I’m nocturnal
Young n***as on this life journey
Told pops don’t worry
We got it prolly from our uncle
On some pimp shyt we did it wit funk
They thought we got it all from the luck
Rollie got dirty
Now all I can do is chuckle
Fuck gettin buck we got bucks
Young n***as givin no fucks