program Lyrics

I'm allergic to the struggle of the progress No, I cannot come with you into your hotel

I felt neglected, had to find a way, but oh well Really had to show them, verified with

No deal I just need belief a little backing then I'll

Show you Grammy with my name on it and I swear that

I'm so real Niggas always hatin' and I don't Know what

The issue is Talkin' money with my cousin, Tryna make a

Flip or somethin' Everyday we tryna run it, run It

I'm just tryna see the hunnid, tryna please my Famo

I ain't workin' cause I see my greatness Got TT pronunciation and she said she love

My cadence Ever left your street and saw that Feds just

Taped it? I'm around some talent so I know I'll Make It

Waitin' on my time so I just practice patience

Life just gave me dough so I'ma go and bake it

Go and bake it, go and bake it Hoodie and trackie, it's on me

Hoodie and trackie, it's on me Hoodie and trackie, it's on me

Is the music really worth it? For the money and these bankrolls

Clean up like detergent at them alleys or them back roads