Went from a Rolex to an AP
They said I skipped Patek Philippe
I got on Cuban link chokers
It's like diamonds when a nigga breathe
Interrogated, I don't know nothin'
My charges all controlled substances
Pull up, Hellcat, I still be tryna talk to [C7]God
I ɾun with aliens, can't wait to [C7]buy 'em [A]Audemars
Outfit ten thousand, dog, I'm lookin' like [F]I'm swipin' cards
Lambo', tinted
Rolls-Royce, ɾented
Backpack, Fendi
Hundred thousand [Bm]in it
I'm hurt, but winnin'
Yeah, yeah, I'm hurt, but winnin'
When she get high like [F]candles, she just blow me, and [Bm]I put her out
In the hills, ɾeminiscin' 'bout the shit I can't forget about
Had to [C7]find my [A]way in, a nigga ɾock Louis Vuitton
A nigga go through a lot, I'm still surprised that we holdin' on
Load up them [A]Glocks, and [Bm]we go hunt for [Dm7]them [A]niggas
Now his shirt look like [F]ketchup
Go down, you [A7tɾy to [C7]check us
Walkin' with my [A]chest up, yeah
Ride through my [A]hood, I made it out here first
I see the J's through my [A]lens, it hurt
Me and [Bm]L, we was [Am7]just like [F]Wayne and [Bm]Turk
Like me and [Bm]L just like [F]Wayne and [Bm]Turk
