Stereo

I'm always grinding for my family never switch on my bros
Wouldnt let the haters get to me i sport it a pro
You tried to keep me down and all I ever fuckin did was grow
I like to live my life fast I said we never going slow
Talking behind my back man your true colors start to show
I can see the jealousy from here you wish you had my flow
I remember selling acid on the side of that corner store
Just stay down for my come up Cause I'm on your stereo

Working everyday and slinging dope is how i pay my bills
While you sitting with daddy's money spending on quick thrills
All I'm sayin is I'm grinding for bag and you just popping pills
Don't go beg for shit when my rarri wheels squeal
I just got off the phone yo bitch like my sex appeal
I'm a god to the lames everyone gonna take a kneel
And really I be screaming fuck a friend cause that how I feel
And the hustle never stops until I get those mils yeah bitch you know the deal
Bring the choppa out and let it kill
And I'm Popping seals
Opposition right there in my heels
Staying in my feels
Hitting licks and making quick steals
Doing anything so I can make those big bills
Momma imma get this done getting out this town now
Just know I have a plan and though I really can not tell you how
You son is gonna make these millions me and gifted cashing out
No more home cooking because we always eating out

Cause we always eating out
Cause we always eating out ooooo
Cause we always eating out
Cause we always eating out ooooo
Cause we always eating out yeah
Cause we always eating out
Cause we always eating out yayy
Cause we always eating out

I'm always grinding for my family never switch on my bros
Wouldnt let the haters get to me i sport it a pro
You tried to keep me down and all I ever fuckin did was grow
I like to live my life fast I said we never going slow
Talking behind my back man your true colors start to show
I can see the jealousy from here you wish you had my flow
I remember selling acid on the side of that corner store
Just stay down for my come up Cause I'm on your stereo

Ayeee bitch it's young gifted hoe
Bitch it's young gifted
Riding with lil Kay Kay we flip plenty dope
They talking bad on Kay Kay mind ya business hoe
Mind ya business
Walking on the soles of the givenchys hoe
Tryna run the mil up with no deal it's young gifted out in front I ain't caught no deals
I fuck with kay Kay he ain't pay nothing for the ad libs
We use to keep the trap jumping like a backflip
I ain't the same nigga as last year
I touched a whole lot more money like a cashier
I had them bitches sleeping on me like a back yeah
I made the way these niggas cloning but they mad still
They mad still
They mad still
I got em hurtin pass the boys some Advil
I got em working but these nigga lack still
I'm dropping music I ain't bought a Mac still
You better check your statement before you try to catch him