thru the rough Lyrics

Bank, bag it up

Bank, bag it up

All these fifties and hundreds I'm countin' up somethin' yea, bag it up

All these bitches they on me they askin' for somthin' yea, pack em' up

It was just me and pops, huh

Yea

It was tough

I was grindin' with him through the rough

Askin' moms like why ain't I enough

But problems are meant to be placed on a pedestal,

Doin' some shit that you'll never do

All this green in my pocket this shit look like cabbage, yea this shit look like vegtebales

You made promises

And promises

And promises

And promises

Promise me this and that,

You promised to have my back

But promises are meant to be broken i guess yea, you taught me that

Promising me way more than the world, yea you can't take it back

Look, look

Look mama I made it

Damn I wish I could say it

Damn I wish I could say it

Look mama I made it

Damn I wish I could say it

Damn I wish I could say it

Damn I wish I could say it

G30 crashin

G30 crashin

G30 crashin, uh

G30 crashin

And I swear I'm out my feelings, I just want me some action

And I want you out my mental, you my mother I guess it's the law

I just want you involved,

Care free, the shit that you robbed

You made me inflict some pain on some others, yea its trauma

You ain't text me or you ain't text my brothers, yea I ain't bothered

I'm tired of talkin' about all this shit I'm lettin' the money talk

Ridin' in the whip with the hands on the stick, yea I don't mind