[Hook]
You a fuckin' bitch
Miracles and massacres we gon' be rich
It feels like yesterday we came up with MaM
I’m coming at you with this but you know we still is FAM

[Verse]
Yeah, this ain’t a dream
Your girl on the corner; always making scenes
She talkin' to Grady and Tobi call that double team
You walkin’ round the streets with your filthy Kobe’s on
Then your up all night stugglin’, tryna make a song
You be writing 5 am, that’s the break of dawn
Momma always call me out said, “Your pronunciation wrong!”
You step up to the mic – thinkin’ you’re a king;
Walk across the stage, but all I see’s a dancing queen
You think I skipped your hit, I’m thinking you a feen
This ain’t a cig don’t worry bro it ain’t no nicotine
Your foot dont touch the peddle, so give me the keys
You can't reach the magnums, I do it with ease
Ya birthday was ya worst day
Leilah slept there while you sittin' thirst-tay
Club liv where I’m chillin’ out every day
Shout out to Elyse, we party like the eighth of May
NORWOOD WE BACK
[Hook 2]
You a fuckin bitch
Miracles and massacres we gon be rich
It feels like yesterday we came up with MaM
I dissed your ass, but you know we still is FAM