We gone make it out Road running through all of these hundreds This Glock won't save me now Lost My granny in twenty-seventeen I know I've made her proud Me and Gang riding deep in the city You know we rolling loud We gone make it out We gone make it out New money, New bitches and clothes You gotta control the Crowd Peanut got choppers with 223' 3s That might just lay you down We gone make it out We gone make it out We gone make it out She told me she love I knew that she didn't So I told her to back off Momma told me keep yo on head straight Don't f*ck them racks off Saw all of the thousands in the bank I'm talking jigsaw Big CEO, Rich Paul Ammo wait, I gotta phone call Hello You say you not happy Just F*ck all the distractions I swear all of these niggas stay Capping And We just making it happen Stepping forward, we never go backwards I was born to be a star Feel I'm like Patrick You did me wrong But it even matter You know My pockets just get fatter and fatter Young rich Nigga, I never been average 21 in Choppa now she calling me savage Lil freaky ass hoe yeah she nasty All these hoes think they classy I'm skipping them classes