Poetic

I'm really rocking with my nigga HB

Trap nigga still selling bags of exotic

Fifty bowls of pressure yeah my city know who got it

Wouldn't be shit without the plug so I won't ever cross em

No more struggling cause the trap got me living awesome

Niggas start to change around you when you transition

Had to wait my turn just to be in this position

Vacation out the country nigga what I call living

I can't leave that blicky home can't get caught slipping

Stare a bitch right in the eyes she fucking if she vulnerable