Stereo (feat. Gifted.Fr)

I'm always grinding for my family never switch on my bros Wouldnt let the haters get to me i sport it a pro You tried to keep me down and all I ever fuckin did was grow I like to live my life fast I said we never going slow Talking behind my back man your true colors start to show I can see the jealousy from here you wish you had my flow I remember selling acid on the side of that corner store Just stay down for my come up Cause I'm on your stereo Working everyday and slinging dope is how i pay my bills While you sitting with daddy's money spending on quick thrills All I'm sayin is I'm grinding for bag and you just popping pills Don't go beg for shit when my rarri wheels squeal I just got off the phone yo bitch like my sex appeal I'm a god to the lames everyone gonna take a kneel And really I be screaming f*ck a friend cause that how I feel And the hustle never stops until I get those mils yeah bitch you know the deal Bring the choppa out and let it kill And I'm Popping seals Opposition right there in my heels Staying in my feels Hitting licks and making quick steals Doing anything so I can make those big bills Momma imma get this done getting out this town now Just know I have a plan and though I really can not tell you how You son is gonna make these millions me and gifted cashing out No more home cooking because we always eating out Cause we always eating out Cause we always eating out ooooo Cause we always eating out Cause we always eating out ooooo Cause we always eating out yeah Cause we always eating out Cause we always eating out yayy Cause we always eating out I'm always grinding for my family never switch on my bros Wouldnt let the haters get to me i sport it a pro You tried to keep me down and all I ever fuckin did was grow I like to live my life fast I said we never going slow Talking behind my back man your true colors start to show I can see the jealousy from here you wish you had my flow I remember selling acid on the side of that corner store Just stay down for my come up Cause I'm on your stereo Ayeee bitch it's young gifted hoe Bitch it's young gifted Riding with lil Kay Kay we flip plenty dope They talking bad on Kay Kay mind ya business hoe Mind ya business Walking on the soles of the givenchys hoe Tryna run the mil up with no deal it's young gifted out in front I ain't caught no deals I f*ck with kay Kay he ain't pay nothing for the ad libs We use to keep the trap jumping like a backflip I ain't the same nigga as last year I touched a whole lot more money like a cashier I had them bitches sleeping on me like a back yeah I made the way these niggas cloning but they mad still They mad still They mad still I got em hurtin pass the boys some Advil I got em working but these nigga lack still I'm dropping music I ain't bought a Mac still You better check your statement before you try to catch him