Noddin'

You ever have a hundred ninety grand land on your steps?
And lose a best friend, another candle is lit
The dreams turn to nightmares, yeah, the money is nice
But the life change quick when you caught in the light
The bottle half empty, Ill be noddin tonight
Pour a couple hundred dollars in a bottle of Sprite
The paint nasty on the Chevy, s**t, this ***** look weight
Im glad the game did me well, I shouldve been up next
Five bedroom crib, I paid four Ms
Dont respect him in the city, they extort him
Yeah, Off-Whites crispy but Id rather wear Js
And the drugs barely numb the pain, we really run the game
Everybody hatin on me, but they waitin on me
My next movell make em sick, Im takin all the money
They want smoke, I got a fresh run
Yeah, move a couple boxes, let the rest come (Where it at?)
Im sick of politics, pocket watchin gotta stop
Put it in the water, rot, we dont really talk a lot
Meet him at the parking lot, pull up and I make the drop
Count the money, shake the spot, damn, this whole block is hot
And we all got a firearm
Do a show, set off fire alarms (Cloudy)
Big Berner really clockin
2019, I want every single option
We really active if the check right
Im noddin off at the red light
Seen too many come and go
But your boy still here, Im just glad to see another year
Yeah, lil fifty thousand on my neck, right?
VVSs * ***** up her left eye, yeah
Ayy, free the killers on the tier
We done shed a hundred tears,
Lord knows they aint happy there
Yeah, we been on the road with the bags
Got a load for that ass, fallin asleep, finna crash
Couple Ps in the dash
Slide mission, Lil Dime and nem died trippin
Ayy, you gon get your hands dirty in this line of business
Or you gon get your s**t noodled,
You dont mind your business
Two time strike offended, and you know we ridin with it
I just lost my youngin, watch em go from boys to men
Stranded in the trenches, just tryna avoid the pen
Tryna avoid the family too, hate me for what I did
Tryna avoid my family who hate me for how I live
You aint talkin bout nothin if you aint takin no trips
You aint talkin bout nothin if you aint bangin no sticks
Mercedes is on my wrist, authorities on my ****
Im bangin off the rip, just regular gangster s* *t
Starin at your grave like, '****** gon pay for this'
It hurt to know your daughters wont see your facials again
Lil brother facin like 10, he aint takin a 10
Ill file with CPS, like, 'You aint takin my kids'
Them people finally see it, thats just how ****** is
They killin by where we live,
Its killers whos truly missed
I do this s**t for my moms,
So she aint gotta wash the piss off the toilet seat
To see the way they slavin been destroyin me
For real though, most importantly, I do this for my section
Its the Fourth in me
We gotta get it right and do it cordially
We really active if the check right
Im noddin off at the red light
Seen too many come and go
But your boy still here, Im just glad to see another year
Yeah, lil fifty thousand on my neck, right?
VVSs ****** up her left eye, yeah
Ayy, free the killers on the tier
We done shed a hundred tears,
Lord knows they aint happy there