| Ten toes, got my roots strong |
| Still trappin', got a new phone |
| Feds tappin' so I speak code |
| New friends, I don’t need those |
| 'Cause they talkin' on the gang, they jealous |
| Now my brothers all got felonies |
| I’ma keep these racks, no sympathy |
| Hear my choppa sing this symphony |
| I don’t know what’s gotten into me |
| Could be these drugs or the industry |
| Just got my mama some Tiffanys |
| I do this shit for my family |
| Big money, got it stackin' tall |
| Bigger choppers, I can never fold |
| Sneak dissin', we don’t do those |
| Still shameless, I can never fall |
| I’m so tired of these dead toes |
| Lost ten homies before 24 |
| Now I’m 28, shit is getting old |
| Why they wanna put me in the federal? |
| They should lock up pharma for the fentanyl |
| No, please Shake, don’t speak facts |
| Now the target bigger, put it on my back |
| Ten toes, got my roots strong |
| Still trappin', got a new phone |
| Feds tappin' so I speak code |
| New friends, I don’t need those |
| 'Cause they talkin' on the gang, they jealous |
| Now my brothers all got felonies |
| I’ma keep these racks, no sympathy |
| Hear my choppa sing this symphony |
| Ten toes, got my roots strong |
| Still trappin', got a new phone |
| Feds tappin' so I speak code |
| New friends, I don’t need those |
| 'Cause they talkin' on the gang, they jealous |
| Now my brothers all got felonies |
| I’ma keep these racks, no sympathy |
| Hear my choppa sing this symphony |
| MTM, hit 'em with the heat |