My Own

I ain't folding I'm a soldier

That ain't your dog he a cobra

I was looking up to hustlers couldn't wait till I got older

These niggas steady talking like they killers but they trolling

Everybody gang gang but at the top this shit get lonely

I been getting to the money stack the paper for my little one

Bankroll shawty kirkin he a kill some

Heard they talking on my name like they don't know that I'm a real one

Hold it down when shit get deep I show you real love

I look my son up in the eye and tell him never be a rat nigga

We ain't tripping we going spend the shit cause we going get it back nigga

Fuck it I take them on a high speed