Risk It All

I said shawty bad as and I be tryna get up in it
And I started with a dollar now it look like I just flip it
Boy I trapped out the impala to the trap I was committed
I ain't been to sleep 32 hours thats how I'm with it
When you see me wit them baggy jeans know the strap in
And my pockets look like bricks they just make my sweats fitted
Seen my first 1,000 spend them benji's get addicted
I was hotboxing the wheel they pulled me over left no ticket
That was gods work
Out Philly going crazy with that new work
I that 3 hours straight I hit her off the perk
And mom be asking me to wake up Sunday go to church
But if I walk up in that thing I prolly burn up
Just like these gotta watch em cuz they burned up
She wanna be my baby momma see me turned up
Bad in Miami wit us turned up
Hating cuz we turn up
we gonna pop bottles all night
Smoke all night
Dare a run up wit hessy bro gonna take his life
Looking at the city while I'm sitting at the red lights
Contemplating how much more till I get that private flight
Get my outta here
Mansion out in cali wit the Rolex chandelier
Bring my city back just like Lebron on cavaliers
I told rondo hit the gas for me v8 switching gears
See all my s really getting it
If I get the whole brick you know that ima splitting it
I'm only 18 so when I her know I'm dipping it
all of that stressing my no I ain't tripping it
Pops did a dime, pray ion do one to
Broski did some wheels he came back home nothing new
Still in them streets getting money know the g way
Mercedes Benz truck sports mode on the freeway
RIP to loush we out LP and he pull up showing bags
Neiman Marcus shopping wear the so I can brag
And ion even like it around and ima throw it out
Pulling on her weave grip her waist and then I blow it out
haters ion care bout what you heard about
Pull up on me and we gonna see bout what you heard about
My mom heard my songs said I talking reckless in this
But she know I was in them streets really trapping out this
Went up in my draws found some baggies now she mad as
But she found that big knots so she couldn't be mad at
you know how it was late night in them trenches
Somebody tagging wit the scale the other one benching
And h love running they mouth I should get paid for mention
Right to cake like everyday I be living relentless
Up in school and got suspended
Teacher said that I ain't listen
Seen my bro cop that extended
Just from whipping in the kitchen
He said I can get it to stay up on my pivot keep on spitting
Everyday inside my hood somebody end up dead or missing
And we ain't throwing graduation parties
But we gone turn up when my get up outta prison
Screaming the system
On my dead homies
Rest in Peace to tone that more like fam homie
And if its beef we really sliding the gram homie
I prayed for times like this
To sell these dimes like this
I made that re up in three days now moving like this
I'm talking to my moms how we get to London like this
She told me get back on my and show you coming like this
Cuz' we ain't have no guidance now them warrants knocking at the door
Feds taking pictures of me see me trapping at the store
s plotting on the gang see we running up the score
I can name some of y'all s who love kissing on a whore
I put that rock inside the rim and draw that and 1 like I'm Westbrook
We ain't never learned about the trap inside no textbook
around and get boujee grab a mansion add the guest book
Whip so ing mean give all them a haters a perplexed look