[Verse]
Practice survival tactics
n***a where the matches
Money under the mattress
Got this marijuana in me serving as distractions
Wouldn't be the worst thing that'll happen
Gee he a genie sitting next to me I rub his lamp and now we magic
Quit your childish blabbing
I've been washed over with the bad no wonder why I wreaking havoc
Fashion hella disguised you couldn't even sew the fabric
So cold I hold the North Pole captive
I'm too old for a hoe that's acting too bashful
Hard to be biblical spiritual when they always got the news flashing
Media wasn't my sh** so I formed a new habit
Now this flow is all I got
Plus the fam, and the mob
From the hill
f** yo squad about
Hill mob smoke the supersonic loud
Need the biz we sport the black and then mob it out
Run yo pockets need a dollar we can't talk it out
If you mad speak it up what the f** yo problem bout
You know my n***as problematic
From the ten, the city clappin so I had to match it
Show them titerary glands if you feel the magic
From the land where the guns do the chitter chatter
And n***as tryna get the bread with a lil batter
n***a please you ain't even see a n***a squeeze
Trees all in my system
Life is what you make it so my n***as never mistaking the mission
[Bridge]
f** b**hes, get money
f** these n***as, get money
f** opinions, get money
And put yo n***as on, put you n***as on,x2