when a young nigga run to sell fifties
eaglewood niggas throwed where the hype's at
lil nigga ride around with a bitch strapped
the other shit out the backpack
you still you still at the store
you still you still at the store
you still you still at the store
rozay got the lean poured 4
i'm just runnin' to the money i need more
still pop pills in chicago
do deal like i see in chicago
i bought a condo in chicago
shootin' dice right behind the school
i ain't ever know the rules
i been always gettin' money stay cool
i'm winnin' look what god do
i lost my mama to breast cancer
i'm preachin' to ya like a pastor