Off grid

I can't go back, that's dead for real Told bro chill, but he's still on drills New day came, gotta make that flip Too locked in, I don't take no sips Too much-Too much motion, I can't sit still Try to keep up, that shit's not real They tough but they not that skilled VV shine my wrist, too chill I was broke, had to switch my ways Now it's racks stuffed deep in safes Took that risk, now my life too great I don't trip, I don't do no fakes New Moncler, had to switch my fit Too much drip, had to flood my wrist She want love, but I don't do tricks Too locked in, I can't slip, I sit They was sleep, now they wide awake Too much racks, I need more to make Talk too much? That's a big mistake Whole gang up, we don't do no snakes Still move low, but the racks came in VV cuts, make my wrist look thin He want smoke? He ain't on that shit Whole block spin, make 'em hop that fence Took that loss, but I'm back again Can't be broke, had to change my plans New whip fast, I don't check no dash Too locked in, I don't move like that I see through 'em, they fake as hell Pockets stuffed, gotta make more sales Told her chill, I don't chase no girl Ain't got time, gotta change my world New GLE, had to switch my ride Told bro chill, but he still might slide Too much racks, I can't count this time They want smoke, but they tellin' lies Made one move, now the whole block shake I don't talk, let the money dictate F*ck, f*ck