Remember waking up eating Cap’n Crunch
Now I’m getting bred eating bred for lunch
All my young n***** they just want to stunt
You ain’t got that bred why you want to front hook (repeats twice )


Shout my young n***a hunter we get the bands in counter
I spend the racks on designer i fuck your hoe when i find her fucking your hoe from the back i make her sing think i might sign her
I’m getting money too fast Lil n***a know i don’t need a timer
I was a juvenile young i was bussing juggs when i was a mini
Fucked yo hoe she telling her friends she screen shot the messages
Count up the bands count up the racks count up the fever and
I did this shit on my own i never asked for you to put me on
Free all my n***as thts gone know sum of my n***as ain’t coming back home
I feel like I’m all alone
I feel like I’m all alone