| They ain’t see me hustling them late nights |
| Up out that water going hard with them great whites |
| Too elevate in everyway we came to take flight |
| You never know what you could do you better think twice |
| For right |
| I was having nights off liq |
| Booking out the studio ain’t coming up with shit |
| Can’t tell you where that bread went but I can’t forget |
| The vision it was timeless |
| Rather than me all out in the open ducking sirens |
| They put me on the mix |
| Get to hitting like a stick |
| My niggas them ain’t known to talk |
| But when it come this |
| They act like we breaking law |
| Most of them faking and flaws |
| Fuck fighting cases when gotta turn our locations to loft |
| Gotta be patient and make it happen no matter the cost |
| People all talk |
| You could get your top knocked off |
| We after the knots |
| Money power and a lot of top |
| Ain’t no time to waste cuz every second we stay on the clock |
| Clean that’ll bleach a nigga skin like bath salts |
| Niggas claim they dead untill they head in the asphalt |
| Hustled till a nigga feet bled in my past lost homies I’m my only boss |
| They ain’t see me hustling them late nights |
| Up out that water going hard with them great whites |
| Too elevate in everyway we came to take flight |
| You never know what you could do you better think twice |
| For right |