Uh Yeah Too good to be true You already know how we steppin' Meek Milly I say, uh I come from a hood where niggas die, you gotta keep it on you Dreamchaser, I know how it feel when niggas sleepin' on you PTSD from all them pills, ain't even sleepin' normal My young boy come around, I feel his vibe, he got the reaper on him And my other homie hide, he got them people on him But he know I ain't leavin' on him Two million worth of jewels, I show you niggas how to move You got them people on you They gon' put a track on your hawk and try to keep it on you Gotta play your part and play your - they start schemin' on you Knock 'em out the park right when it start, when they start speakin' on you Niggas rockin' ice and try to slide without them heaters on you That's how you get caught lackin' Quarantine money ran out, was goin' out with all them hoes And got caught cappin' I caught time around them Glocks, I said you goin' backwards My young bull could've went NBA until them boys grabbed him DA gave him drug numbers and you know some more happened Some shit that I can't speak about, did this to get my people out 23 and 1, felt like my soul was like leaking out I ain't cry, what I do? I doubled up my hustle nigga I ain't die, showin' too much love, niggas try and finesse me From the blind side, niggas try and find me, they better off Tryin' to find God, 'cause I be with them hitters that put niggas on them Timelines Yeah Let me get another one Sam I'm just finding it Sam Let me get another one Big Phantom on the road make wide turns Fuckin' on a real pretty bitch with good sideburns Been getting to the mims, its the mob turn Big stones, look at 'em too long, make your eyes burn Uh, I say I ain't even pullin' up Niggas dyin' in the trenches, everything get bullied up What else? Louis chinchilly with my hoody up I say, when they drip check I had on twenty bucks How can they relate? I'm too real, niggas fake I was in the field when niggas ain't, how they gon' feel me when they can't? If you touch me I get money, I ain't in the hood, I'm in the bank I'm smokin' on woods to the face until all the real niggas make it, yeah I say, creepin' in the Urus doin' the whole dash Goin' fast but count a milli up in cold cash I'm from Philly, niggas drillin' 'bout that third tag I seen a nigga line his homie, take his whole bag I say, it was all good 'til it turned bad I say, niggas turn fast, gotta learn fast All it took was see my homie move a bird fast I started tweakin', never made it to my third class I wanted some Hermes, now I got everything Birkins on my baby mommas, ain't give them wedding rings Rollie cost me eighty thousand to see my brother bling I put that on everything that my kids gon' get everything Ain't settling, I put on my gun and now I'm leveling Flippin' through that paper like a fuckin' gold medalist I cannot trust Ernie 'round that tool 'cause he too reckless We was skippin' school and bendin' blocks like it was Tetris Grimy, thirsty, hungry, treacherous 90 sittin' in this clip in case it get hectic Find me chillin' on an island, I'm doin' jet skis I'm freestylin', I can't even tell you what we doin' next week You the type get killed quick, we the type get M's quick Never ever let a chick get at me like Will Smith I'm the type get real real picky, make a girl switch My young boy never seen one, we blessed him with a real switch And told him hit the kill switch I'm too rich to catch a dope case, I filled up my whole safe I been up a while, ain't had to trap since way back, '08 He was pillow talkin' so I had pull out on his hoe face When she ate my nut she started smilin' like it's Colgate Only in God we trust, can't trust these hoes, these hoes gon' rotate I was on demon time, lil' shorty a demon, she like "okay," I ain't even need no time, when I went to Miami, was having a four way One of them hoes from London, two I think from Norway Coupe with the Hermes seats, like I'm sittin' in OJ, huggin' the roadway Stick at the light, if niggas don't pull up right then we gon' road rage They got me in my old ways, we gon' take it back to the old days 44 bulldog in my [?] I say, nigga I been trappin' since the third grade If that pussy wet I'm lockin' her number in as 'mermaid' Gang, gang, gang It's double M G Too good to be true You already know how we rockin' When I slide back in this bitch y'all gettin 30 minutes straight of pain Shout out Rozay in this bitch That album out, make sure you go get that Too good to be true