Risk Taker
Risk Taker
Used to rock a starter wind breaker
On go mode
Put in the work
And receive paper
Detroit 04
Wallace in the paint
How we get buckets
Hard grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Yak told them
Pimping ain't easy
On go like sleazy
Moving dolo now
I'm feeling like Beasley
The game need me
Any given Sunday
You can lose
Don't get greedy
One on One
I'm strapping
Homie locking up like Petey
Thugging by my lonely
She telling me
Put it on her
Got a homie in Pomona
Shout out Dru
In West Covina
In and out the mix
Hard to coexist
These niggas faker than they wrist
Product of the trench
Lot of y'all on fire
But ain't lit
Baby heaven sent
Win lose or draw
Never break
Niggas got me bent
Took so many L's to the chin
Still knew we would win
Better know that we gone stack that paper
So it never end
I was raised by niggas
Who wore gators
And Chuck Taylor's
I stay fly as hell
But that shit don't mean that I'm a save her
We get paper
Want it now or later
We embrace the haters
We just get it
We don't speak on business
Checks without a witness
Risk Taker
Used to rock a starter wind breaker
On go mode
Put in the work
And receive paper
Detroit 04
Wallace in the paint
How we get buckets
Hard grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Risk Taker
Used to rock a starter wind breaker
On go mode
Put in the work
And receive paper
Detroit 04
Wallace in the paint
How we get buckets
Hard grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Used to rock a starter wind breaker
On go mode
Put in the work
And receive paper
Detroit 04
Wallace in the paint
How we get buckets
Hard grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Yak told them
Pimping ain't easy
On go like sleazy
Moving dolo now
I'm feeling like Beasley
The game need me
Any given Sunday
You can lose
Don't get greedy
One on One
I'm strapping
Homie locking up like Petey
Thugging by my lonely
She telling me
Put it on her
Got a homie in Pomona
Shout out Dru
In West Covina
In and out the mix
Hard to coexist
These niggas faker than they wrist
Product of the trench
Lot of y'all on fire
But ain't lit
Baby heaven sent
Win lose or draw
Never break
Niggas got me bent
Took so many L's to the chin
Still knew we would win
Better know that we gone stack that paper
So it never end
I was raised by niggas
Who wore gators
And Chuck Taylor's
I stay fly as hell
But that shit don't mean that I'm a save her
We get paper
Want it now or later
We embrace the haters
We just get it
We don't speak on business
Checks without a witness
Risk Taker
Used to rock a starter wind breaker
On go mode
Put in the work
And receive paper
Detroit 04
Wallace in the paint
How we get buckets
Hard grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Risk Taker
Used to rock a starter wind breaker
On go mode
Put in the work
And receive paper
Detroit 04
Wallace in the paint
How we get buckets
Hard grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Credits
Writer(s): Rashad Guyton Jr
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