Noddin'

You ever have a hundred ninety grand land on your steps?

And lose a best friend, another candle is lit

The dreams turn to nightmares, yeah, the money is nice

But the life change quick when you caught in the light

The bottle half empty, I'll be noddin' tonight

Pour a couple hundred dollars in a bottle of Sprite

The paint nasty on the Chevy, s**t, this ***** look weight

I'm glad the game did me well, I should've been up next

Five bedroom crib, I paid four M's

Don't respect him in the city, they extort him

Yeah, Off-White's crispy but I'd rather wear J's

And the drugs barely numb the pain, we really run the game

Everybody hatin' on me, but they waitin' on me

My next move'll make 'em sick, I'm takin' all the money

They want smoke, I got a fresh run

Yeah, move a couple boxes, let the rest come (Where it at?)

I'm sick of politics, pocket watchin' gotta stop

Put it in the water, rot, we don't really talk a lot

Meet him at the parking lot, pull up and I make the drop

Count the money, shake the spot, damn, this whole block is hot

And we all got a firearm

Do a show, set off fire alarms (Cloudy)

Big Berner really clockin'

2019, I want every single option

We really active if the check right

I'm noddin' off at the red light

Seen too many come and go

But your boy still here, I'm just glad to see another year

Yeah, lil' fifty thousand on my neck, right?

VVS's ******' up her left eye, yeah

Ayy, free the killers on the tier

We done shed a hundred tears,

Lord knows they ain't happy there

Yeah, we been on the road with the bags

Got a load for that ass, fallin' asleep, finna crash

Couple P's in the dash

Slide mission, Lil Dime and 'nem died trippin'

Ayy, you gon' get your hands dirty in this line of business

Or you gon' get your s**t noodled,

You don't mind your business

Two time strike offended, and you know we ridin' with it

I just lost my youngin, watch 'em go from boys to men

Stranded in the trenches, just tryna avoid the pen

Tryna avoid the family too, hate me for what I did

Tryna avoid my family who hate me for how I live

You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' if you ain't takin' no trips

You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' if you ain't bangin' no sticks

Mercedes is on my wrist, authorities on my ****

I'm bangin' off the rip, just regular gangster s**t

Starin' at your grave like, "****** gon' pay for this"

It hurt to know your daughters won't see your facials again

Lil' brother facin' like 10, he ain't takin' a 10

I'll file with CPS, like, "You ain't takin' my kids"

Them people finally see it, that's just how ****** is

They killin' by where we live,

It's killers who's truly missed

I do this s**t for my moms,

So she ain't gotta wash the piss off the toilet seat

To see the way they slavin' been destroyin' me

For real though, most importantly, I do this for my section

It's the Fourth in me

We gotta get it right and do it cordially

We really active if the check right

I'm noddin' off at the red light

Seen too many come and go

But your boy still here, I'm just glad to see another year

Yeah, lil' fifty thousand on my neck, right?

VVS's ******' up her left eye, yeah

Ayy, free the killers on the tier

We done shed a hundred tears,

Lord knows they ain't happy there