I ain't hit the studio in 4 weeks Had to make a drink rich nigga poor me Legal battles fuck these niggas tryna warn me I just spent a car on court fees But the money right, I got a lot of dough I'm from the gully side, rep it like bravado I just got this shit in, watch the cargo Turn them bravos, into bravado boasy Niggas ain't real need an app to approach me Middle finger to the world enemy trophy Might catch me out in Harlem, on the lowski For a break I'm still breaking bread with the broskis Cause the money right I got a lot of dough And I don't wanna die But when you gotta go So I'm living to the fullest at the top you know Cause you can't pave the way and be on the road You don't really get no opportunity in places like this Please don't judge me you don't get too many cases like this I don't think the ends has ever been as dangerous as this But watching face won't get you watch faces like these Times still worth more than a timepiece I'm icy not an ic3 Man I had to starve just so everyone can eat cause Practice makes perfect when you practice what you preach I'm preaching Starboy even on the weekend Now they call me blood that's reachin' Never had nobody I don't need them I remember tryna make a living when I never had a life Council housing never had no council no advice Them days We're rolling numbers like we're dice, MJ Man I was selling niggas white, oh na na na Moved out the ends just so I don't go back to that Old habits I ain't even in the same habitat Even the greats can be a little ungrateful I'm nice but I just pray I'm nice for my whole life Baby come and fuck me for the whole night We're drinking rosé can you give me slow eyes Made it from the mud guess I'm a gold mine, and all this gold's mine