Real talk, so when my nigga Meek caught his case I went to visit him. I'm walking up to the jail, all the niggas start repping. Beating on glass, kicking the doors, and shit. So when I walk in the door, the captain tell me you can't come in here. Ok, cool. Came back two weeks later, I got access. Soon as I got on the cell block I heard him all the way from down the hallway. My nigga had on yellow Balenciagas, ha ha ha



Dreaming of things we can't afford

But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh

They gon' love me, they gon' love me now

I bet they tell they friends they wanna f**k me now

I bet they say, "He put his niggas on"

Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh



Corners wanna check him like Odell Beckham

I could plan a record or just draw the weapon

She know I'm living reckless looking at my necklace

I'mma blow this forty on me, you can save the lectures

Homicides rise as the sun falls

Watch your dog die as my gun bark

These helicopters rise for the one in charge

If I sentence you to die well that's a hundred shots

Judge banging like a blood, show a nigga love

Caught him with a kilo so he hit him with a dub

We bulletproof the trucks like the ones in Iraq

Where I'm at you lock your door and you using a latch

Now it's stones on my hands, Roberto Durans

Stood tall in the feds, don't fold on the fam

Tryna point me to the money, no holding my hand

Somebody take me to the bank 'cause it open at ten