PSA

[Intro: Exchnge]
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I could be so blunt when I'm rolling up a blunt
Graduated college but we still go dumb
Man we got the city boomin' me and Nathan in the cut
Any time we playing at the club man we pour another cup, now
Dudes wanna hate 'cause they girls wanna fuck
But I still throw parties and they still showing up
And they look me in my face and they still showing love
Can't stand fakes man I still blow 'em up, huh
Immature man I'm still growing up
When I go to meetings man I still smoke a puff
Getting questions why is Memes so late? but
We really only dropped it cause wе need more cake
Cause I ain't Bill Gatеs, I ain't got a lotta fucking money in the bank
Thats why, I find, it kinda funny how these rappers
Blowing all these hundreds just to drop a fucking tape, I swear
No budget, no studio, nothing
Call my own shots and I still sink buckets
Got my own project and it will be coming
And I will be something cause it will be bumpin'
Memes dropped now the whole team popped
Now we killing it and Trill and X won't be stopped
Getting Yeezy money now yeah they whole team copped
How you tryna run the game in some old Reeboks, god damn (damn)

Swore I wouldn't be so hostile
Bring your girl to her knees like I'm preaching gospel
I ain't make tracks free man the beats'll cost
And I don't do negotiations, you should speak with caution
And all these struggle rappers that we're better than
Spending seven grand, need a better plan (woah)
Trill going on Letterman (woah)
Stop buying these beats and just get a damn flow