Perfect Persona

Back to the basics (yeah)
Me and my brother
Up in the trap, we tryna make it (Gang)
I'm with that hoe
But it don't last, fuck that relation (yuh)
I'm living fast
Ain't got no time, ain't got no patience

Watching my back, shit can be fatal
Flipping those packs, send the location
Building these bands, bitch call me Mason?
Told, me I can't, bitch federation
Fuck with the gang, not imitation
Up in that fast, no limitation
Pass me that runtz, I'm feeling sensational
Making that cash, It ain't vocational
Making ain't cash, It ain't vocational

I'm on that shit, lately (yeah, ay)
All of my Twiz getting Bricks daily (fhh cash)
Pour me a four then I feel, heavy (shit)
She callin' my phone, She wanna get crazy (fuck yeah)

She wanna get crazy
Up in the reels, she singing that Stacy (Steve Lacy)
I'm in the hills, He stuck in the matrix
Made me like three, that shit is a hat trick
Cross on that red, He turned into past-tense
Really that shit, But I don't be bragging
Really that shit, I don't need no caption
I'm with my twiz, we up on that fast shit
I'm with my twiz, we up on that fast shit

Back to the basics (yeah)
Me and my brother
Up in the trap, we tryna make it (Gang)
I'm with that hoe
But it don't last, fuck that relation (yuh)
I'm living fast
Ain't got no time, ain't got no patience