[Verse 1]
Got the state on my back, yeah I just state facts
Got the state in my tracks, haters just stay back
And your girl might call, tell her just play that
I’mma be in my town, where I just lay back

[Hook]
Repping for my city, this is not a show
We just bring the flame, you already know
We don’t ever sleep, been on the road
You gassed like the tank, I already know
I already know
You gassed like the tank, I already know
Repping for my city, this is not a show
We just the flame, you already know
(A ha ha, a ha hah, a ha hah) Yeah you know
(A ha ha, a ha hah, a ha hah) Yeah you know
Tell ‘em what’s up!

[Verse 2]
Told my sis I’d make it big since I’m big bro
Told my homie bring the whip, I’m off Rich Road
Told my friends get the keys; come on, let’s go
I ain’t ever gotta sleep, sold the bed for dough
Rose Don gonna grow, let the numbers roll
Young Finesse in control, crazy as his flow
Y’all pushing on the blocks, never selling Dro
While I’m high as Heaven, living on the low
But on another note, these boys can’t ever stop me
I evolve like Fitch without the Abercrombie
I ain’t with the drama, acting like they got me
When you’re the only one, they think you getting cocky
Change your name to Kinko, you a carbon copy
Imitations come around, they don’t ever top me
How you gonna win if you ain’t right within?
With hate on your mind, lust is still a sin

[Hook]
Repping for my city, this is not a show
We just bring the flame, you already know
We don’t ever sleep, been on the road
You gassed like the tank, I already know
I already know
You gassed like the tank, I already know
Repping for my city, this is not a show
We just the flame, you already know
(A ha ha, a ha hah, a ha hah) Yeah you know
(A ha ha, a ha hah, a ha hah) Yeah you know
Tell ‘em what’s up!
[Verse 3]
I’ve been making moves ever since I dropped Birth
And the clout growing big like it got girth
So much green in the bank, call it paperwork
But a dollar to a real, never lose its worth
Putting in at the booth ain’t a learning curve
I ain’t trying to be the greatest no one ever heard
Let that mixed boy soar, wings like a bird
I don’t even drink the Bull, that’s a lesson learned
Told my Uncle I’d do it big, get it when I’m famous
No one ever stays the same, adapted to the changes
When your fam ride or die, you gotta make arrangements
And that money so foreign, ‘til you speak the language
And that rain still pouring, looking at the drainage
Red city, blue lights; how it’s getting dangerous
Got an album in the vault, gotta have some patience
Ain’t a leak for a minute, just a couple statements