W

I can't step back on my block without no W
Lil' bitch think I'm finna chase, yeah, I'll find another you
I'm outchea thugging, rolling stogies from this gas station
I'm ducking paparazzi flash, lil' bitch, I'm trap famous
So many people know my pockets, it's like my stash famous
I remember being so broke, shit, I ain't wanna have no babies
We was project playing 'til Clip came with that black Mercedes
If you was pussy then, you pussy now, nigga, you can't erase it
I never saw us becoming famous in my imagination
Sat in too many rooms with losers who was procrastinating
Screaming, "Gang, gang, gang," it seemed so fascinating
The gang is at the wall, 0 and three, they catching cases
On the block, that's where I back the Wraiths
Shining on these white folk that was acting racist
When your influence too big then they assassinate ya
When you keep this shit too real they wanna fabricate ya
Baby mama on my phone, she outchea bitching at me
Don't talk to me right now, my dawg, I'm trigger happy
It's like my girlfriend always mad whenever a nigga happy
It's like my girlfriend always mad whenever my niggas happy
Out in Amsterdam, I'm at the coffee shop
I ain't conversating if you talk a lot
Niggas only half-winning, shit, we one and two
So I can't step back on my block without no W