[Verse 1: Fredo]
My class of kids ain't studying behind a desk (No)
I got them doing homework by your guy's address (For real)
I told them, "All you need is heart and patience, know that I'll provide the rest"
Know them man got birds, I guarantee we find the nest (One hundred)
I ain't tryna slip, that's why I mind my step
And the floor gets way more wet when you've been rockin' iced Pateks (Pshh)
Wonder who wan' find me next, I'm ready, though
Who might it be? I'll never know
Last year I came in light, but this year, it's my heavy flow
This not nice when I rock ice, and all thеse eyes ain't thе same (Same)
'Cause I've seen jealous eyes, seen happy eyes, seen eyes full of pain (Woah)
I learned a pair of eyes will tell you stuff your guys wouldn't say
A lot of rappers eyes will tell you lies, so they hide them in shame (Hide them)
My mummy begged me get a nine-to-five, it never was that
'Cause I really know n***as in prisons living better than that (Real talk)
They found my crackhead laid out, yeah, he was dead in the trap (Dead)
It could have been my dog, so since then, I ain't never been back
R.I.P Russell

[Chorus: Fredo]
No, don't let me get to dropping, you're done (Done)
I was fourteen when I stopped going shop with my mum (Shop with my mum)
She said "Why?" I said, "I got beef", she's like "What have you done?"
I said "Mum, It's not me, It's just what I've become"
[Verse 2: Potter Payper]
How could you doubt the boy and say I'm not the one (How?)
Slumdog millionaire, now look what I've become, ayy, ayy
I told her "Fuck your baby daddy, eat a plum"
At one point, everywhere I went I had my (Pshh)
Look, with this pocket rocket, I'll hit you in your mug
A pound for every time I wish I never showed them love
And I can't take a tug, I got this blammer, I'm a thug
And she just wanna fuck 'cause she ain't tryna kiss and hug
Look, I got this baby girl, she lives up in the Brix'
And she always tells me everything, she in the mix
She love my name, she got it tattooed on her tit
But we ain't spoke ever since I got nicked
My G, I went guilty, I was hoping for a six
They locked up all my Gs, it's looking lonely in the Six
Eleven like a warzone, I'm like Stanley to the Crips
And I be in the bando, but it's jumping like the Ritz, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Fredo]
No, don't let me get to dropping, you're done (Done)
I was fourteen when I stopped going shop with my mum (Shop with my mum)
She said "Why?" I said, "I got beef", she's like "What have you done?"
I said "Mum, It's not me, It's just what I've become"