Lately
Big B's, I'm in a Bentley, I'm cautious
The life that I live is kinda risky
Beat that road up
Barely home, I'm getting busy
They love us where we from
We the hottest in the city
How you want beef? You ain't even got no chicken
Sold out shows, you can't even buy a ticket
You've never seen these kicks, these is limited edition
Up bitches only see my dick when I'm pissing
This really me, I don't do it for an image
Nigga, no stunts, no gimmicks
Look, when you fuck with Sherm it's a privilege
Only get one chance, fuck it up then you finished
Pops showed me if you take a L keep it pushing
Gucci on the belt, I appreciate the movements
Tryna be low-key, but I got everybody looking
All I do is ball with my dawgs like we hopin'
Lately, I been trynna stay away from bullshit
Daily, I make at least another 30 blue strips
Only rock the new shit, no fool shit
Crew finna put in, I ain't even gotta prove shit
Lately, I been hearing my shit on the radio
Every day, I dress like I got a video
They see me turnin' up, I don't think they hear me, though
My circle hella small, something like a cheerio
The life that I live is kinda risky
Beat that road up
Barely home, I'm getting busy
They love us where we from
We the hottest in the city
How you want beef? You ain't even got no chicken
Sold out shows, you can't even buy a ticket
You've never seen these kicks, these is limited edition
Up bitches only see my dick when I'm pissing
This really me, I don't do it for an image
Nigga, no stunts, no gimmicks
Look, when you fuck with Sherm it's a privilege
Only get one chance, fuck it up then you finished
Pops showed me if you take a L keep it pushing
Gucci on the belt, I appreciate the movements
Tryna be low-key, but I got everybody looking
All I do is ball with my dawgs like we hopin'
Lately, I been trynna stay away from bullshit
Daily, I make at least another 30 blue strips
Only rock the new shit, no fool shit
Crew finna put in, I ain't even gotta prove shit
Lately, I been hearing my shit on the radio
Every day, I dress like I got a video
They see me turnin' up, I don't think they hear me, though
My circle hella small, something like a cheerio
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Kasim Walker
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