Pour up

Limited edition, man I swear this is a 1 of 1

Who that nigga that they mention, he ain't one of us

All this hate, I don't even know where it's coming from

Put respect on my name, cause I'm my mother son

Got so used to this trauma, it's always death no dishonor

If you need me, I guranteed I show up

And I pray I'm pardoned your honor, I fell in love with the commas

Im just doing everything they showed us

And we getting hot like the sauna, trying to avoid all the drama

If you waiting on me, just hold up

And I'm getting dripped in designer, ain't really focus behind us