SOUTH OF THE BORDER

They hate on me when I'm in Soho They hating on me at the Bape store They stopping me when I'm at the door But I'm balling out bitch check the score In the telly with a pound of dope In the telly with a o of yay I been counting down all my days Thankful for the way I was raised Driving round with my eyes glazed I think my house always in a blaze It's so hard to look back at my face I love to look back at the hate I smoke a blunt call it a date Push some weight boy that's a wedding Had to call it off shit so upsetting Not really, I don't regret it Gang watch my back with a Barretta They tryna play me, but they ain't clever Turn my back I would fucking never I missed my flight now I'm stuck in Denver Talking shit you trapped in the closet South of the border, bitch I'm in Charlotte Fucking goofy skating Foamposites I'm bugging out living outta pocket Driving round with my eyes glazed I think my house always in a blaze It's so hard to look back at my face I love to look back at the hate Greatness comes but you gotta wait They tryna stop me at the fucking gate They can barely look me in my face So it's not that hard to push them out the way Congratulations you a fucking bitch You bugging me, I gotta kill the itch I wanna die f*ck being rich F*ck the money, I don't give a shit Got the seven on me, I feel like Durant I feed the tree boy f*ck a branch I'm working hard like I'm on a ranch I'm whipping in a Japanese sedan Straight off the lot just cause I can I'm fucking bored spend a couple grand They see me now change where they stand I was making hits with my boy in France Coming back you don't get a chance I'm stressed out roll a couple grams I was young pulling off them scams I still remember my first band