[Verse 1: Summrs]
Yeah (Ayo, that's nickk)
You was worried 'bout me pourin' up
I was worried 'bout you goin' up
I ain't wanna go public with you
'Cause I was worried 'bout you goin' up, oh
And I break bread with my n****s for sure
We ain't blood brothers, we mudd brothers for sure
Why you gotta act like this in public and put on a show?
I spent five thousand for this chain so I'm puttin' it on
How the fuck I ain't do nothin' for you and I put you on?
Pour my feelings up in my cup then I go make me a song
Blue said it's time to get in your bag so I'm finna get in my zone
We don't fuck with the outsiders, we came up on our own
My blunt got real zaza in it
My cup got real codeine in it
Showed you more attention, now you talkin' about keepin' your distance
Tryna stay on my pivot, you tryna knock my pimpin', uh
I'm still sippin'

[Verse 2: Demonic possessed Truwynnerz]
It's one thing to knock my hustle, but you could never knock my pimpin'
I treat my money just like time, I'm never going around and spending
All that fake love they throwing is a dead mission
I don't fuck with these n****s, [?] suspension
But why they always wishing, they had a position?
I'm the winning team but never showed up to audition
I swear I don't understand that I really don't get it
Maybe it'll all make sense one day, if not, I'll forget it
[Verse 3: Truwynnerz]
Racks, yeah, racks, my seat [?] keep all of the, uh, bad ones, uh, uhh
I don't sip lean no more, percs ain't for us, yeah, we get high off shrooms
Yeah, yeah, we get high off life, yeah, livin' every day, yeah, every day new heights, yeah, yeah
God damn we finally, we've been on three flights, yeah, money goin' up, yeah I done made it out my—
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