[Intro]
Ayy Oz, you a big dog now, you get to bark
Roll that weed up

[Verse]
It was probably a Tuesday, I don’t know remember a school day
Shaw popped out with a toolie, we were doing hits like two a day
Anyway, feel like yesterday Bucks hit me up , said “Let’s hit the stu today”
Mind you this was my first time, used to spit raps on a chirp line
I was spitting rhymes on an Android, lil n***as we were just boys
But we were making that noise, had the whole east side paranoid
Tryna do this rap shit, Bibby got me in for the first time didn’t even rehearse lines
Half of them n***as I gave shout outs on songs laid down in the dirt now
Really only got my buzz being on gangsta shit talking what you get murked by
N***as only showed me love when they saw that shit in me they knew I was certified
We let it known that all these pipes getting blown we might have you terrified
Trending like Twitter, other words I been that n***a before I got verified
I lost a lot of my n***as to gun fire, still rather not be on their side
That desert eagle gone put you up there, call it American Airlines
Used to be ready on 100 I didn’t care, I would’ve did the bid I ain’t care
Thought it was the code I lived by, damn I got trick there now
Made the most of that shit there now, n***a Really got rich there now
Got a little QP on me in the studio, me and G Money getting here now
Gotta be the champ get rich or I’m gone die trying, I met 50 cent and Floyd
I ain’t grow up with no sliver spoon I had gun powder up in my hands boy
Now I gotta find every way to get streams and I’m working on a whole lot of land boy
Just admit I’m the man boy, roll pasto when I land boy
Turned down all the deals for years, sometimes I ain’t have 50 grand boy
It took patience I planned for it, but I didn’t know how to get to it
I was just running the streets with gorillas and lacking still thought I get rich through it
Ain’t even put in the work I thought talent was first and still thought I get rich through it
Somehow thorough the sun and the rain been a way falling off don’t go on my list do it
Still wish a hate n***a bitch would, When I’m on a killing my fin louie
I won’t let you know about the shit from the trenches, counted me out not to mention
I had to ride the benches, now I’m in the game putting up 50
Imma sell all my tickets, bitches in the front row showing they tittes
And they sucking dick no decision, bae I’m only here to pick up these digits
Only wanna fuck cause I whip 650s
Yea that been the case since I had 6 figures
Bitch you gotta make better decisions
You still fucking with regular n***as
I’m just different, since 17 I been ahead them n***as
So imagine a whole another level, a better me
I know it’s hard to believe you just gotta see
I put in work like an athlete, actually
I got right now you can have this shit after me
Everywhere I move I keep killers attached to me
Watch how you move you might end up a casualty
And yo money moving gradually
While my money just keep moving rapidly
That’s because you worried about where the rappers be
You chasing bitches I thought you were a trapper see?
N***a like me imma capitalize with a capital C
You know who I be, cobi, cap with G Herbo throw bapital Bs, that’s a capital B
I lost my heart in these streets now you wanna know what happen to me