The Ticket

No, I won't ever change because I grew up on the block

Late night spinnin', we just tryna catch a hop

Yeah, we used to play ball, now we really movin' rocks

And he bout to do a bid, tryna sneak in and suboxone

I ain't hearin' what they sayin', they just talkin

Catch him loafing tryna hit him where his top is

All eyes on me, off the walk-in

And I ain't goin' that's unless we get the Glocks in

I be tryna spin, tryna spin like a fidget

My bro, he tell me chill, cause he know that I'm the ticket