Ay, hey, hey
(Sucks 'cause that we could've made bucks, he was hating)
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Sucks 'cause he could've made
Sucks 'cause that we could've made bucks, he was hating
Stuck by still, make much on the pavement
'Nough said, bro, you heard your stuff, you was tasteless
Love left and I got up, got Mason
Puff sense and we get drunk on occasion
Lunges, tryna get up, tryna stay there
London, dealing with the bums, not vacation
Run them, but I gave up, not a gang clip
Four ones, let a nigga drop in the same year
Tour runs, gotta hit my box on the safe kit
2 train, used to help my aunt with the daycare
Food chains turned into guap, who placed it?
New day, headed to the top, not a grey hair
Headed to the top, not a grey hair, ay
Ay, ay could've made bucks, he was hating
Sucks 'cause he could've made bucks, he was hating
I'm still on the pavement, uh, I'm still getting payment
Sucks 'cause he could've made bucks, he was hating
I'm still on the pavement, uh, I'm still getting payment
