I won't calm down unless I send my mom a bankroll
Right at the table, bitch, right at the table
All what I earned I'll share with my brother
Multiplying by 100, multiplying by 100
Down-up, my life is up-down
Won't be easy, so it's best to hold on
Down-up, my life is up-down
I'm a proud eagle among pathetic rats
It's the southern accent in their white house
They really want to feel like it, but they're just (???)
Your tracks are just white noise in the background
I'm screaming at the mic, but you didn't understand anything again
Very depressing face (yeah)
Music flying around the country, someone will say I'm lucky
White fang among the dogs, I taught it from the dads
It's best to not play with me or else you'll sit on your pussy
My life's not chocolate (life's not chocolate)
So many tongues around, they're all talking shit
I pour love in me, so I can be me
You have to get past a load of untouched shit
You see, this is my street, that is how we live
And the problems don't get solved with years, there's a different law
We came for the money, our slang — moveiton
If you want truth, just hand over the mic
I won't calm down unless I send my mom a bankroll
Right at the table, bitch, right at the table
All what I earned I'll share with my brother
Multiplying by 100, multiplying by 100
Down-up, my life is up-down
Won't be easy, so it's best to hold on
Down-up, my life is up-down
I'm a proud eagle among pathetic rats
Put me into ziplock and smoke me to ashes (?)
That's what bothers you, I simply just pick words
And put them on (???), brother, come one and burn it
Multiply, count, divide it
And waste it afterwards, money's shit
Tell me, aren't you happy
This is the adult life, it's the world in different colors
But you can be yourself
May they rap about parties and money
I ain't trying to dig in it, I won't find anything here
My pride — my truth
If you run away we'll bring you back
We came from the streets
In all these fancy merch you look like a chicken
I'm all 100% trushy
Me and you are made of different dough
Listen we're flying across the circuit
Like we aren't afraid of dying
We live one day
I'm spinning and spinning unless I send a bankroll
To my mom right at the table
I won't calm down unless I send my mom a bankroll
Right at the table, bitch, right at the table
All what I earned I'll share with my brother
Multiplying by 100, multiplying by 100
Down-up, my life is up-down
Won't be easy, so it's best to hold on
Down-up, my life is up-down
I'm a proud eagle among pathetic rats