Lyrics:

Life, uh!

Sharper than my nephew's edge up

Bitches tryna be under the don so they step up

Apply to ride with yo highness

Only the best of the bunch pick of the litter

The prize pop grew to be a big dog

This ain't new to me

Seen it through my homies eyes true OGs

Now I ride them pretty cars down gruesome streets

Dead partners in my ear reminding me

What these jealous niggers will do to me

So I can never sleep

Light power nap

Three hour flight, collect them stacks

We keep it moving we, can't stop, brake lines pop

Headlines made front page

I rock sweatpants on any occa baby why not

Make a bop out of your lady

The silencer from a potato

OG Bobby Johnson now I live like ox son

Big ass house son, weed in the bowl

I'm on the couch son with my homeboy in route, son

So assassination attempts will

Yield a different outcome

I don't even really be 'bout none

But my brothers watching son, so watch it son



They say wake up and smell the Folgers

But I'm from the hood

When I wake up I smell yola

Now my girl want me back

Bitch I tried to told you

That one day I get this dough

But she thought that I was bogus

Said I'm acting funny

Since she get the cold shoulder

Like I don't know her

Shit a grown man, I'm no doja

They label me a for nick totter,

a marijuana smoker

Who hardly ever sober

I stay higher up, loaded

Uh, let's get this money

That’s what my uncle taught me, yeah

I stand for something

I wear your guts in glory yeah

And I'm no baby boy

Roddy no Jody

I got real nigga status fool

I bet yo lady know me

I'm killing these cowards

Tell’em haters die slowly

They hate to see me up

And see me ball like ...

They'd rather see me injured

On the side like Kobe

But it's crunch time

I gotta get mine

Them pussies owe me nigger



Amongst the thunder and clouds

We breaks it down

Moving in silence

Though our action speaks loud

They try to xerox the flows

We switch our style

Amongst the thunder and clouds

We breaks it down

Moving in silence

Though our action speaks loud

They try to xerox the flows

We switch our style

Amongst the thunder and clouds

We breaks it down

Moving in silence

Though our action speaks loud

They try to xerox the flows

We switch our style

Amongst the thunder and clouds

We breaks it down

Moving in silence

Though our action speaks loud

They try to xerox the flows

We switch our style