Lyrics:

Mom, MoneyEvery's making beats again
YoungTN Productions
Scorey, ayy
Look
'cause I think they forgotten me honestly, somebody talk to me
'Cause I'm feelin' like nobody stopping me
And I know niggas plotting on robbing me
That's the reason I ride with my Glock with me
Truthfully, who is he, what he gon' do to me?
Yeah, I see niggas watching my jewelry
That's the reason I always keep Zu with me
'Cause my youngins been itching for foolery
Honestly, I was just stuck in that poverty
Now I walk in the mall, it's a shopping spree
Got a .50 inside of my Robin jeans
Going public, can't stop him from watching me
Usually, I do a nigga so brutally
But the way that I see it, it's you or me
I don't trust these lil niggas, ain't foolin me
Plus I heard they talking about shootin me
So I heard niggas plotting, the fuck is up
Niggas know that I ride with that hammer tucked
Zuly swinging that choppa like double-dutch
Niggas see me in person, I never duck
You got done some bullets but never bust
Heard you checkin' on bitches you never fucked
That's a shame boy, I wish you some better luck
See a chain and warmin' that metal up
Lil' brody got Glocks with the beams
Lil' Macs come in straight out the block with them shots in his jeans
I had to go through a lot just to get to the guap
At the mall I go shop with the cream
Niggas forever gonna talk what you say when you hot
But I promise it's not what it seems
If you play with the gang then you droppin'
I call up Lil Rocky, he gon' blow off your top for the green
I used to go through the day with no food in my stomach
Make sure that I pop me a bean
Niggas so pussy
Don't know what to do
When they gonna get dropped on the spot of the scene
You beef with them shooters
Get put on the news for that money
Get left at the top of the screen
We gon' be ballin'
Don't know what to do with this money
He spot up on top of the key
Stuck in the heart of the slums
Where it used to be muddy
Took off and I flew where its sunny
I used to post on the block with no food in my tummy
Remember it used to be funny
Niggas get popped in this shit, if they moving too clumsy
We jump out that window like bungie
And Zuly be buggin'
That nigga start moving too funny
I promise as soon will be ugly
'Cause I think they forgotten me honestly, somebody talk to me
'Cause I'm feelin' like nobody stopping me
And I know niggas plotting on robbing me
That's the reason I ride with my Glock with me
Truthfully, who is he, what he gon' do to me?
Yeah, I see niggas watching my jewelry
That's the reason I always keep Zu with me
'Cause my youngins been itching for foolery
Honestly, I was just stuck in that poverty
Now I walk in the mall, it's a shopping spree
Got a .50 inside of my Robin jeans
Going public, can't stop him from watching me
Usually, I do a nigga so brutally
But the way that I see it, it's you or me
I don't trust these lil niggas, ain't foolin me
Plus I heard they talking about shootin me