98 / 99

[Intro]
Aye
It's that throwback shit
Ninety-eight, Ninety-nine

[Verse]
Now let me take you to the late ninteys
A lost child and they can't find 'em
Pops locked up in state confinement
I shed a tear every time I get some to time to write him
I used to smoke stress weed just to get high
And been around gangbangers since I'm knee high
Them other fools think we scared, nigga we not
The right heat drops, slap box homies just to sharpen the boo-bop
Babiеs havin' babies, kids killin' over pussy and it's crazy
You leavе your house that's a maybe
That you'll make it back home cause niggas die upon the daily
So if you owe me, you should pay me
Ain't tryna turn this to a maybe
Ain't a lot of shit that phased me
And I don't need no stamp from you critics that try to rate me
Clock in hours, I see they bitter and they taste is sour
They killin' niggas with these 5G towers
While we strapped ready to scream "the world is ours"
Scarface boss shit, smokin' kush on top of the loft shit
I'm on that watch this
I swear ain't no hater can stop this
You cool but you not this
The pilot that's controlling the cockpit
Now let me bring you back to present day
I work hard so my name gain a hell away
Lobster tail, bad bitches in a couple states
I'm a real player tryna fuck, I don't like to date
They ask me when I'm dropping soon, but never late
And I promise when it's ready I won't hesitate
But you can't rush greatness so I make a way
I'ma slow cook it with that pot so they can't complain
Never show my hand like a game of poker
Late nights on my grind, I'm a hard worker
Score perfect, still worth it, and I ain't never fail at shit
I keep it going 'til it start working
Riding foreigns, blowing backs
Get a check, run it back
If I take I don't give it back
And I promise I did it with no help 'cause I ain't into that