[00:05.80]Who made the beat?
[00:08.32]Apollo, ho
[00:09.47]Yeah, I'm a mack like Khalil
[00:12.07]Yeah, I just speak on how I feel
[00:14.56]Yeah, she work it low, she know the drill
[00:17.07]I don't sip lean, don't pop pills
[00:19.55]I'm a P, that's a fact, in her ear like some wax
[00:21.78]I'ma run up them racks, bust it down with my staff
[00:24.13]Racks on the floor, my low stack to my calf
[00:26.51]You ain't really getting money,
[00:27.64]Need to pick a different path
[00:28.99]Wavy like a raft, I'm in Saks buyin' Raf
[00:31.44]All this ice on my neck, walk past, catch a draft
[00:33.85]Split shit in half, I'm a selfish lil' bastard
[00:36.30]Zip of that Gelato make me think a lil' faster
[00:38.88]Windy in Chicago, in the Hellcat, can't catch 'em
[00:41.37]Said it loud and clear but I ain't think he got the message
[00:43.78]So I had to reach behind my back like I was stretching
[00:46.21]I'm plugged in with the Mexicans, Obama still my president
[00:48.70]Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it, tryna put an end to it
[00:51.19]It really ain't no sense in it, I'm ready for every incident
[00:53.66]Need the top spot, I'm in for it
[00:56.21]I'm on point like infrared
[00:57.43]I hear a beat and I kill it dead
[00:58.69]You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
[01:00.51]Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout
[01:02.70]You know that I live everything I talk about
[01:05.14]Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
[01:07.68]And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul
[01:11.00]That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
[01:14.34]Nigga, that's on my soul
[01:16.02]Yeah, that's on my soul
[01:17.73]Ayy
[01:18.60]**** a nigga mean Glizzy with the beam
[01:20.89]Dirty bundles in the stash spots, whip is clean
[01:23.28]An artist wasn't the plan but now I'm chasing dreams
[01:25.65]Hope this pistol don't jam, that nigga gon' scream
[01:28.18]Mama called me up, she said she need a thou-wow
[01:30.67]I said, "I got you," this money in my account now
[01:32.88]Comin' up, all these suckers wishing I'd fall down
[01:35.43]These niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram, call 'em Bow Wow
[01:37.99]Glock 23'll do the job
[01:40.08]Put it in his chest and send him on his way to God
[01:42.55]Everything a hundred, nigga, I can't **** with frauds
[01:44.98]Young street Asian nigga, I done beat the odds
[01:47.52]You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
[01:49.46]Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout
[01:51.75]You know that I live everything I talk about
[01:54.18]Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
[01:56.73]And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul
[01:59.97]That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
[02:03.35]Nigga, that's on my soul
[02:05.01]Yeah, that's on my soul
[02:06.95]

Who made the beat?
Apollo, ho
Yeah, I'm a mack like Khalil
Yeah, I just speak on how I feel
Yeah, she work it low, she know the drill
I don't sip lean, don't pop pills
I'm a P, that's a fact, in her ear like some wax
I'ma run up them racks, bust it down with my staff
Racks on the floor, my low stack to my calf
You ain't really getting money,
Need to pick a different path
Wavy like a raft, I'm in Saks buyin' Raf
All this ice on my neck, walk past, catch a draft
Split shit in half, I'm a selfish lil' bastard
Zip of that Gelato make me think a lil' faster
Windy in Chicago, in the Hellcat, can't catch 'em
Said it loud and clear but I ain't think he got the message
So I had to reach behind my back like I was stretching
I'm plugged in with the Mexicans, Obama still my president
Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it, tryna put an end to it
It really ain't no sense in it, I'm ready for every incident
Need the top spot, I'm in for it
I'm on point like infrared
I hear a beat and I kill it dead
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout
You know that I live everything I talk about
Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul
That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
Nigga, that's on my soul
Yeah, that's on my soul
Ayy
**** a nigga mean Glizzy with the beam
Dirty bundles in the stash spots, whip is clean
An artist wasn't the plan but now I'm chasing dreams
Hope this pistol don't jam, that nigga gon' scream
Mama called me up, she said she need a thou-wow
I said, "I got you," this money in my account now
Comin' up, all these suckers wishing I'd fall down
These niggas stuntin' for the 'Gram, call 'em Bow Wow
Glock 23'll do the job
Put it in his chest and send him on his way to God
Everything a hundred, nigga, I can't **** with frauds
Young street Asian nigga, I done beat the odds
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, that's all
Do this for the gang, I don't do this for no clout
You know that I live everything I talk about
Everything facts, I got niggas that can vouch
And that's on my soul, nigga, that's on my soul
That's on my soul, yeah, that's on my soul
Nigga, that's on my soul
Yeah, that's on my soul