Now you born hustler, stuntin' is my strong suit Flexin' with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do Can't stay in the baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care about what you gon' do Where shit like the Warriors, I'ma, I'ma gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss, so I'ma, I'ma gon' too I know her bad, bad, but I'm who she belong to I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, G-Stone's new Dolce & Gabbana's on my feet and he's my favorite pal Got a lot to lose, still can't be scared to take a doubt I was in them slums, shit get dreadful like some Haitian hell I come from that zoo, it's just cobras, pigs, and apes in there Thirteen-hundred blocker, bitch, I call my last cases there Ain't no second chances in this shit, so we can't play it fair Fought them last shit like a barber, Glock knock off his facial hair Caught him lockin' in his whip, they tryna find his face in there Lil' Hop out, he stay on gold, bitch, all he know is green light That off shots with accuracy, showed him what that beam like Posted by that liquor store, was sellin' what the fiends like Used to wake up in low-income, now I live a dream like Not you born hustler, stuntin' is my strong suit Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do Can't stay in the baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care about what you gon' do Where shit like the Warriors, I'ma, I'ma gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss, so I'ma, I'ma gon' too I know a bad, bad, I'm who she belong to I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, G-Stone's new Spare me like a pharaoh with this money and my go-to Keep a shooter in there, try to rob me, this the wrong tune I hit Johnny Dang and mix the diamonds with the go-to That effin' singer song like it's the leader of a soul group Don't come around here like we friends, you know I don't know you You know I got demons, allow me to show you Really hoppin' on the road, show after show I know I'm makin' all the opps mad back home Been a while since I had to down from a trap phone See you later, alligator, quite a while, crocodile, we gone Pray to God that my money stay long Also prayin' for good aim when the devil try to go Now you gon' hustle, stuntin' is my strong suit Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do Can't stand the baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care about what you gon' do Where shit like the Warriors, I'ma, I'ma gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss, so I'ma, I'ma gon' too I know her bad, bad, I'm who she belong to I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, these stones new