4-Sure.

So I cross, my heart, and hope, to die, okay when I, awake
I’ll close, my eyes/x2
And let my dreams take over
I put my pride to the side, back when I had my back on the wall
Fuck y’all I knew I’d survive
Here we go, I’ve done enough, put em' up under us, used to wonder what they
would think
But now I don’t give a fuck, niggas ain’t giving up, you can’t sit with us,
you ain’t team
TNG nigga you ain’t green, TNT when I speak my peace
Nigga got bomb raps bitch I’m Sadaam, and I don’t fuck Krispy Kreme
Do not bring me that shit bitch
If wanna bring better be Shipley’s, if you wanna be king better take my crown
But I ain’t going out bitch I’ll down you, damn
Bitch i’ll down you, ooh yea, bitch bite down
Curb service with these melodies, got hella these pipe down
I ain’t tryna hear that shit right now, talk too much hoe fuck up the vibe
And it ain’t custom to talk to a real nigga buster, fuck nigga, hide yo shine
Why in the fuck would you hide yo shine?
Stars with me like i’m aligned, yea, and we came right on time to save the game
like auto, auto, auto, save
Smoke gelato, GTA, on my TV screen
Thinking bout getting them stars, you niggas ain’t worth none of my bars/
Hook:
Hit the curb, still i’m pushing 80 ima swerve
Don’t get in my car or on my nerves
Smoking on some gushers or some nerds
You can keep that backwood for the birds
We gon get this paper that’s for sure
Counting up my blessings that’s for sure
Lean not on my own I got the word
You can’t sit inside this winners circle/
Won’t lose my attitude til i’m top tier nigga gratified, just look at my
placement, get wrapped & palletized
And shipped off to the battlefield, won’t say much when you battle God
You got more fear than most niggas, I got no fear for no nigga
Seven steps when I strategize, won’t you say it with ya chess? (Move)
King on the board can’t take my spot I rock, I roll, bitch stop & drop it
This shit that fye like 16 shots but 16 bars might get shit poppin
Bitch I know love this bounce, bitch I know you love this bounce
Like one time for the hoes outside that won’t come in
You love this bounce
Bitch I might flood the house, ayy fix yo mouth, bitch this the south
We gon hard cus I ain’t going home til I gotta enough cash to get the cow
Money counter, going crazy all you hear is…
(Chase Kordell):
Going crazy, going stupid really, I can’t even think straight all these
blessings on me, Thank you God-
(Hook)