For 6 Months

If this rap shit get slow, bitch, you know what we goin' back to The basics The f*ck? Sittin' in the driveway, all tint Huh? Make a million Ain't no smokin' on that road Stay focused, nigga Mm-hmm Yeah (okay, K Money) Alright, nigga Ghetto (know what's goin' on) Teach you how to do this shit, nigga, stay down 'til you come up, boy Yeah (let's go) You find a small town and you stay down for six months You come back and you cop, don't let nobody know you up Head back to the town, them fiends waitin', it's a rush You gettin' them bitches for forty-five, go sell 'em for a buck Get a stash spot and find a driver you can trust Ain't no stoppin' case you gotta piss and ain't no firin' up We went on a road trip, it ain't no clothes in the trunk I guarantee you gon' be up if you stay down for six months, nigga Ghetto, east to west, north to south, I done been all 'cross the map Anywhere they touch down in the states, I bet I get 'em back 'Fore that Instagram shit was out, I used to run the trap Sittin' at the table with a safety pin, stuffin' packs This rap shit get slow, I'll go right back, I really come from that Backed in driveways in tinted rentals where I'm comfy at Anything that ever touch my hand, I can double that Soon as it get slow here, I'll go where the money at Wake up, I ain't gotta exercise, my phone do jumping jacks (yeah) If I quit, I might just sell my phone for two hundred racks Six months in a small town, then I'm comin' back To make a million ain't hard, all you gotta do is stack You find a small town and you stay down for six months You come back and you cop, don't let nobody know you up Head back to the town, them fiends waitin', it's a rush You gettin' them bitches for forty-five, go sell 'em for a buck Get a stash spot and find a driver you can trust Ain't no stoppin' case you gotta piss and ain't no firin' up We went on a road trip, it ain't no clothes in the trunk I guarantee you gon' be up if you stay down for six months, nigga Ayy, I was playin' broke, but I was up, that's what I had to do 2021, I tucked an M without baggin' food Did that shit all of Joke's Up, nigga, the joke's on you (ha) A year after that, I copped a cool carbon fiber rule Rose gold Presi', green face, cost me sixty-two Whole time, I'm gettin' checks from Ghazi, sittin' in the booth Peezy told me turn this shit up, take it through the roof Rich as f*ck, I might go put some diamonds in my fuckin' tooth Play if you want, I'll have your people at your candlelight P ridin' the 'Rari in Detroit, look like Miami Nights We just walked in, fucked up fifty thousand, man, that shit was light All I rock is VS1s, this shit shine from the day to night You find a small town and you stay down for six months You come back and you cop, don't let nobody know you up Head back to the town, them fiends waitin', it's a rush You gettin' them bitches for forty-five, go sell 'em for a buck Get a stash spot and find a driver you can trust Ain't no stoppin' case you gotta piss and ain't no firin' up We went on a road trip, it ain't no clothes in the trunk I guarantee you gon' be up if you stay down for six months, nigga