SUNDOWN

Niggas said you don't make hard shit

I tell em go run the back of my catalog bitch I got bangers regardless baby

Finessed the bag from the college

Solid niggas who made living it honest

So my conscious be clear in the coffin

Lately ain't stressing bout much lord I promise

Crazy how niggas don't know me but gossip

Take all that time with that shit that you talking and could flip a profit

I ain't gone claim that I made it till mama can franchise her shop automatic deposits

Ted DeBiase, I need a mill for my niggas y'all ego gone hold down your posse

Baby that's not me

I even split with my brothers remember them days no one got me