[Intro]
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
Haha, ha, you know
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Uh, why n***as falling out with the bros over these hoes? We'll never know (Know)
I bought her new shoes, I'm a smooth dude, I go Rick James on a ho (Rick James on a ho)
I'm playin' no games 'bout the money, man, I'll bring pain to your door (Bring pain to your door)
I spent fifty bands for these fuckin' chains, heart cold, n***a need a coat (Coat)
I ain't goin', nah, stand up tall, right my wrongs and embrace my flaws
All these n***as think they're big dog, be the first one talk when the laws get called (Phew)

[Chorus]
We from the 3, free Stanley G, fuck what he did, he ain't brеak no law (He ain't break no law)
That ho a freak, n***as bе cuffin' these thot-ass hoes that been gettin' tossed
Sippin' this raw, I'm happy
Plug be shipping it off from Cali'
Fuck what he rappin', that n***a cappin'
He ain't really got it, he ain't really havin', I know it
Fuck an award
Tryna look up, see my name on the Forbes
Smokin' loud, tryna keep down the noise
You living with mama, still doin' chores
Kevo can't back and forth with lil' boys, you dig?
[Verse 2]
Same young n***a, can't change for shit
We ain't give a fuck, we ain't have much, and n***a, we grew up dangerous (We grew up dangerous)
N***a, you know my name legit
I don't know nobody who comin' like this
Just sit back and listen and just watch me as I paint this picture
Through everything, I'll be right there with you
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Through everything, I'll be right here with you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We ain't give up, we ain't have much, and n***a, we grew up dangerous (We grew up dangerous)
Knew I would make it, mama got eight kids, she never played when it came to us (On God)
Go and get what's yours, what you waitin' for? (On God)
You the type young n***a gon' pay for lust (On God)
She fuck for free, I can't pay to fuck
N***as ain't my kind, can't relate to us

[Chorus]
And we from the 3, free Stanley G, fuck what he did, he ain't break no law (He ain't break no law)
That ho a freak, n***as be cuffin' these thot-ass hoes that been got tossed
Sippin' this raw, I'm happy
Plug be shipping it off from Cali'
Fuck what he rappin', that n***a cappin'
He ain't really got it, he ain't really havin', I know it
Fuck an award
Tryna look up, see my name on the Forbes
Smokin' loud, tryna keep down the noise
You living with mama, still doin' chores
Kevo can't back and forth with lil' boys, on God
[Outro]
Kevo can't back and forth with lil' boys, on God