[Hook]
(Cop a bag for the homies from the Den
If you pulling up, then you leaving on a whim
We don't ever lose, only know how to win
Got my brothers running deep, whole city is my kin
Cop a bag for the homies from the Pines
All we know's each other, how to hustle, and the vibe
Everybody tight, we been running down the crime
Pulling shawties from the York, like we make 'em cross the line)

[Verse 1]
Word to Lupus, I'm a beast on every single track
Windsor Great, Richneck, where I'm staying at
Ever since I was a yout, I was writing raps
Had Ghost in the class, we were learning math
Counting wins on my fingers, never turning back
And I could learn to flip a brick if I had to trap
I flipped the scripts in the Point, what you got on that?
I got a license 'fore I left, then I drove my craft
'98 with the Benz, it was me and Mac
Hit up Ryte for the work like we need it stat
In the booth making hits, working after that
Early mornings, 8 AM, had to make the cash
I was chilling with my homie serving up the hash
I ain't talking bout that juana, talking bout the past
People always starting drama, just to get a laugh
I'll be laughing to the bank while they getting mad

[Hook]
(Cop a bag for the homies from the Den
If you pulling up, then you leaving on a whim
We don't ever lose, only know how to win
Got my brothers running deep, whole city is my kin
Cop a bag for the homies from the Pines
All we know's each other, how to hustle, and the vibe
Everybody tight, we been running down the crime
Pulling shawties from the York, like we make 'em cross the line)

[Verse 2]
It's uptown with my woes, that's my gang
Alpha everything, we ain't change a damn thing
Yeah I wear the brand, I ain't ever need a chain
Everything gold, but these rappers sound the same
Flowerchild in the works, put it on my chest
Raise the culture like Cardi, so I need the checks
Bumping Money in the whip, on the way to flex
Then I flip a little more so that my kids can rest
Every rapper got a gimmick, tryna fit a mold
I ain't ever had to do it, tryna keep it whole
Every artist got a story, tryna meet a goal
I just do this for my family since they help me glow
All the sessions and events that were on the way
Every show, every stage, posted on the page
All the hours with the promos getting on the wave
And I can't rest 'til I get it, we can't play it safe
[Hook]
(Cop a bag for the homies from the Den
If you pulling up, then you leaving on a whim
We don't ever lose, only know how to win
Got my brothers running deep, whole city is my kin
Cop a bag for the homies from the Pines
All we know's each other, how to hustle, and the vibe
Everybody tight, we been running down the crime
Pulling shawties from the York, like we make 'em cross the line)