can't tell me nothing

youngin on the block all day getting money always

can't tell me nothing

we didn't never know no way getting through the hallway

can't tell me

look what you made me

i'm just a product of my environment you see

can't tell me nothing

i'm rolling in a stolen rolls royce

fuck a rapper i been listening to my own voice

my name got respect got a chain got a check

going in i'm selling dope like i ain't got no choice

it's really true i leave the trap and do a walk through

told my bitch imma shoot her if she talk too

red rag blue rag what that shit do

i drop a bag just to make sure i get you

i got a mask but i made sure he seen me

right before the flash he was saying take it easy

i know a bunch of real niggas and some hoes with it

i got some homies could get it but they nose in it

damn

youngin on the block all day getting money always

can't tell me nothing

we didn't never know no way getting through the hallway

can't tell me

look what you made me

i'm just a product of my environment you see

can't tell me nothing

young man money with goals

getting hoes chasing bags tho

time reveals while hiding in the hills

this is real i advise those wake up fast

get your bread right when terror is cracking

now its happening

from the era of the fly shit

few of us left

some are locked in the cages blowing trees with a stretch

it could of been the god making the wrong moves

i hung the wrong crews

allah saw the cycle now i step

getting back to a better space

put your brain in a better place

fuck those lames

stay cheddar chasing

i'm patient

the thought came from the basement

yo clean up

the dream up

move right the cream up

youngin on the block all day getting money always

can't tell me nothing

we didn't never know no way getting through the hallway

can't tell me

look what you made me

i'm just a product of my environment you see

can't tell me nothing

these days you gotta change up yo location

crime state be the mental talk is minimal unless its with the general

got the heart of a seminole

identical blood

wait for the drop

just watch me nigga

chuck's in the mud

my niggas answer to nobody but god himself

and the holy spirits you ain't feel it nigga come pay me a visit

just tryna find the pieces to the puzzle

we sitting in traps with barney rubble face covered in stubble

was naked without it i run through this jungle of brick and struggle

in fact most of my work i'm putting in with my knuckles nigga

got no intention of slowing up in this prohibition

you ain't in no position to go against the coalition

never pressured so i just take a shit on opinions

and keep it flipping critics could eat a dick i'm tryna make a living

rock

youngin on the block all day getting money always

can't tell me nothing

we didn't never know no way getting through the hallway

can't tell me

look what you made me

i'm just a product of my environment you see

can't tell me nothing