Peak
70
Weeks
1
Score
87
Chart Year
2022
[Verse 1] Know my grandma happy, finally got my shit together Told bro we'll take the time and we just stick together Every time bro catch a bid, we do that shit together I know he got two phones, but I still sent a letter 'Cause I know how that feel Don't compare me to no other rapper, I feel like my shit real Fronting bows and fucking niggas hoes before I got a deal It's love for sure, but you done broke the code, I don't know how to feel And I ain't told nobody no for real since I got a mil' I'm tied in Another bloody summer in Atlanta, done lost five friends Mama told me that water was cold, I still had dived in Never let a nigga take me out, it's beef, we dine in Dog done lost his mind, I pray to God to help him find it I was in a dark spot but I came back and I broke the knot Remixing my country boy for a profit, now a nigga run the charge I don't need your comment, nah This the shit that I live for, at least five niggas that'll kill for me Hundred racks for my kid lawyer It ain't my fault she don't got morals I got rich, that's my life story I left the streets in a paddywagon, I came back and got right to it Never question my loyalty, if it's that deep, then don't do it Seem to go my hardest when I'm going through it [Chorus] Through with that, said I'm done but then I doubled back Are you dumb? You the one, and I'm the cause of that Firearm always on me, I be clutching that Know I'm wrong, how the fuck we playing Russian roulette All my life, I had to fight, I feel like Mike Shootouts every other week, we had that Bitches every other night, I'm past that I'ma always play my part, give a fuck 'bout no awards and shit [Verse 2] I still ain't drop my hardest shit I'm tryna get on some other shit, my mind still in the partments My accountant say I need to slow it down with these Dior garments Close my eyes and think about where I come from when I'm performing I'm on top of every dime, I check my balance every morning I'm relaxing with a bad one, they be asking, can they join us And my left wrist on Crip, nigga, these bracelets sixty pointers In the Maybachs back to back on the Southside, it was me and Wunna I'm putting on for my people and them Say the wrong words, we deleting him No doubt about it, they believe in him Won't let 'em down, I promise I really cried when Marlo died, I felt it all in my stomach On the same shit that I been on, I ain't never switching my formula I remember they made fun of me, can't beef with nobody under me These lil' niggas should honor me, I'm way up on 'em honestly Four buildings in the last month, I'm boosting up my economy Four million, that was this week, which one of y'all wanna come for me? Yeah [Chorus] Through with that, said I'm done but then I doubled back Are you dumb? You the one, and I'm the cause of that Firearm always on me, I be clutching that Know I'm wrong, how the fuck we playing Russian roulette All my life, I had to fight, I feel like Mike Shootouts every other week, we had that Bitches every other night, I'm past that I'ma always play my part, give a fuck 'bout no awards and shit
| Week | Chart Date | Position | Points |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Oct 29, 2022 | 70 | 56 |