Look, me and my friend Charlie The mood holy, the mood gnarly You askin' who the fuck, who are we, look Pink sweater, white pants, white short He looks like he swings iron but that nigga never golf, look No resort for me, no loss for me, no thought for me No boss for me, water clean, no vase for me I pay the price, MX bill, no cost for me I fuck her off, there's no loss for me It's tossin' me awfully, it's just a car It's just a golf, it's just my brain, I'm just too smart It's just some art, I need it now, it's a la carte It's kinda dark, he hit the light, I hit the spark I hit my jeep, express way So niggas like me won't never feel no type of way So you don't have to run up on me Tell me, type afraid, are you some type of way? Are you some type of blind, are you some type of great? 'Cause I'm like, Jordan where I'm from ************ Holdin' a lung, holdin' a gun, sippin' my rum Tellin' my mum, day that I'm done Scream Brooklyn guy and I yell where I'm from Frost if we ain't marry You tryna find only emotions I buried You tryna see who I am tonight, but I vary Shit that I learned you can't find in no library Time's scary, you can be a suspect, you can be a kussy Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty These are still the hood rules, this the way it must be You can never grind, never flux, don't disgust me This is not for play now, things that I pray about Pay my momma house off, win a VMA now Tryna buy a grotto, strappin' on a Grayhound Aimin' at the opps now, circlin' the playground Virginia for real though, nigga sell it real low Make a quarter mill-o, weigh it by the kilo I'm just sayin' facts now, you should see the B-row End up as a low-life tryna be a hero You can be a suspect, you can be a kusty Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty These are just the real facts, you can not discuss me If you're not a street dude you can never touch me And just me and my wifey for life Diss me and my sidepiece if you like Just me and my dime-piece in the night I don't mean to objectify her in the line But if she prefers to be my bad bitch tonight Who am I to dishonour her sacrifice? I don't need a You can be a suspect, you can be a kusty Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty These are still the hood rules, this the way it must be You can never talk, never flex, don't disgust me This is my Margiela bag with my granite This is my money I spent, but I plan it This is my whole fuckin' realm, whole planet Look It was late, bringin' my sip to the hotel with the bags Simone, I told her buy the Off-White and then pop the tags You told me take off the top, but still leave on the rag I told 'em, "hold up, I'm gettin' money, it's cool, it's better I don't brag" 'Cause nah, nigga's got the opps, now I'm in a dot Now they see the light, now they clappin' props Now they at the stop sign but they ain't really screamin' stop 'Cause I look better in a drop I look better when my diamonds bright I look better when I'm 6'3 height I look better when my dark hit the light I look better when my purple hit the Sprite But I don't advocate that It's not like I'm tryna say niggas just way back It's not like I don't got the dreads and fuck the wave cap It's not like you can't hit the Fire Booth playback Tell 'em don't betray that, that nigga there, he the hottest Create a goddess Ain't nobody like this, suit and garbage I'm tellin' everybody else where you started I'm puttin' my gun, my pistol where your heart is And I don't believe in bein' shooter 'cause my hands clean Mean, I mean I just use my hand cream, gleam I mean them niggas had a big dream, scene Now the call turn into ice cream And my mind is a little different Listen, pissin' position And if you wanna switch up Dear momma, if I don't make it, if I don't make it home tonight If I don't make it back to New York, if I don't never catch this flight If somebody stop me and I swing my hand and I gotta fight If I had to say rude words and never was too polite Then you understand my damage You understand where I'm from and my dynamic You understand the moment I never take for granted You understand how I ashed out on this planet Nigga standin' on the granite And I need marble for days That I never had no cheese on my bread and my grades Never saw no motherfuckin' B's or no A's They told me watch my hand, watch my mouth, don't misbehave Don't switch the K, but I I know the tombs and I know the beam So I know not to talk when they know to sing And I know to hold my hand tight, I know the ring 'Cause the coat of arms is my heart just standin' by the Try to catch my breath, I talk slow Ghetto nannies' favorite talk show I don't wanna wait when you all go I don't wanna wonder where's Waldo 'Cause my mind still in the same place it had been And my mind is runnin' this race just akin It's ten years later, I been patient again And I still look great, I ain't wastin' a thing And my skincare routine, strippers and boose And whatever you do and me not payin' my dues Fuck bein' rude Whatever I might choose and I get my heart involved Whatever you do, I play my card, you play the wall I ain't never been scared to dance, I ain't never been scared to fight I ain't never been scared to move, I ain't never been scared to write I ain't never been scared of dark, I ain't never been 'fraid of light I ain't never been fuckin' short, nigga 6'3's a brave height It look like God bless him with the good looks And the Lord blessed him with some good hooks I never read, but I read some good books She look good, boy, that's a good look Look, Charlie just told me he got a house in the country And I'm still late somehow with my Sprint bill monthly So when I walk in with my pink shirt and pink shoes Am I comfy? No, I just look way better at being hungry You see, the difference is if you listen kid This means my ignition slip That mean I just got a permission slip from the niggas who have the digits where I mean look Truth is I walk in with bigs, brother And big brother and I'm just his kid brother, but I And that's just half of the ground I did cover, but