JD On Tha track

Oh, no, no, no

Uh-uh, yeah

Niggas could say what they want, say what they want

They must not want me to win

This shit not cap, you a ten

I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in

Got me some shit that extend

You just all talk, how you ain′t never come spin?

I told my moma to grin, we at the top

I ain't been broke in a min

Father, my bad for the sin

Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind

I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer

He gotta come home again

I need like fifty a show, that′s how it go

I pick up half at the end

Young nigga settin' a trend

Copped me a Beamer

Truly I wanted the Benz

Everybody grind, everybody eat

I been on my grind on my two feet (On my two feet)

Butterfly doors, that's a two-seat (That′s a two-seat)

They teeth finna punch, call it Bruce Lee

We′ll spin a nigga block, only two deep

Make him run out in his socks like his new feet (New feet)

Mini Mack got knocked, but he loopy

Wanna see my whole block livin' Gucci (Gucci)

And the good die young, sip Poochie

Walk around two chops, Lil Ducie

Outta town finna cop Lil Uzi (Lil Uzi)

Know a lot of pussy niggas wanna shoot me (Wanna shoot me)

Wear my hat to the back, I ain′t woopty

Had ya main bitch eat, she a groupie

I remember block days, it was 2P (2P)

In the cell writin' bars under two sheets (On the two sheets)

I remember when the crib had no heat

I remember when the opps wanted no beef

I remember spinnin′ blocks in a stoley

Seen a nigga get burned with a bogie

I done seen a good kid start OD'ing

I done seen bro die ′fron of police

So I try not to cry every day now

Swear I still feel the pain when I lay down

If you hit pussy nigga, better stay down (Stay down)

You ain't never moved guns through the greyhound

You ain't never gonna spin when it came down

And I really wanna hear what you say now

Keep a pole everyday, we don′t play ′round

Backpack got the stash, it's a spray ground

I remember tryna jugg on the playground

In the stu′ goin' hard everyday now

Niggas could say what they want, say what they want

They must not want me to win

This shit not cap, you a ten

I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in

Got me some shit that extend

You just all talk, how you ain′t never come spin?

I told my moma to grin, we at the top

I ain't been broke in a min

Father, my bad for the sin

Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind

I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer

He gotta come home again

I need like fifty a show, that′s how it go

I pick up half at the end

Young nigga settin' a trend

Copped me a Beamer

Truly I wanted the Benz

I hope my mother forget the shit that I did

She ain't expect from a kid

This is the way that it is

Stick to your biz′ ′fore you start runnin' your jibs

I know some killers and goons, I send them lurkin′

They finna get you by noon

You can get swept like a broom, heaven got room

You finna go up there soon

What you assume? Had to eat

I ain't start with no spoon

Feel like brothers just got me in tune

Now, I′m finna shoot off to the moon

Numbers goin' like Sonic, they zoom

Bitches feenin′ to give up, they coon

Made a milli', so long from a goon

I might have me a billion soon, nah, nah

I'ma reach for the stars, I soon cop me a new Audemar

Had to let go like five at the bar

Tell the dealership go get my car

I be the man, two-milli′ plus on the ′Gram

Learn what you don't understand

You just a fan, soon as you show me you ran

Bro caught a hit of the Xan

Boy, I′ma "Blam", that's what you don′t understand

Now we ain't finna throw hands, no, no

Nigga tryna steal my shine

I′ma clap before you tryna take mine (No, no, no, no)

Lately I been on my grind

For a fact we gon' all be fine (No, no, no, no)

Haters tryna waste my time, for a fact, I don't pay ′em no mind

Niggas could say what they want, say what they want

They must not want me to win

This shit not cap, you a ten

I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in

Got me some shit that extend

You just all talk, how you ain′t never come spin?

I told my moma to grin, we at the top

I ain't been broke in a min

Father, my bad for the sin

Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind

I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer

He gotta come home again

I need like fifty a show, that′s how it go

I pick up half at the end

Young nigga settin' a trend

Copped me a Beamer

Truly I wanted the Benz