[Verse 1] I was broke in the rain, now I’m up off the floor Same block, same pain, I just want more Countin’ hunnids in the whip, got my thumb sore Old heads said, “Lil’ bro, you was made for more” I took that route, had to turn pain to pay Every missed meal made my hunger stay Now it’s stash box stuffed, and the pockets got stacked If you ain’t talkin’ money, I don’t call you back [Pre-Chorus] They see me shine, now they want a cut I been in mud, I came up rough Big step, small talk, that ain’t enough If it ain’t cash, then nah, what’s up? [Chorus] I was down bad, now the bag on me Zip-tied and stuffed, sittin’ fat in the seat I was down bad, now the bag on me Try me, and you’ll hear the whole block speak I was down bad, now the bag on me I don’t do fake love, I charge that fee I was down bad, now the bag on me Make room when I move, keep space for me [Verse 2] Third-shift hours, I was posted by the stove Peelin’ tabs off a jar while the hallway froze Mama in the room tryna kill that noise I was out on the steps makin’ calls to the boys That old Buick cough, but it still made the spot Two dead speakers, still knockin’ from the lot Work pants stained, but the cash stayed clean And I keep that iron close when the block get mean [Pre-Chorus] They see me shine, now they want a cut I been in mud, I came up rough Big step, small talk, that ain’t enough If it ain’t cash, then nah, what’s up? [Chorus] I was down bad, now the bag on me Zip-tied and stuffed, sittin’ fat in the seat I was down bad, now the bag on me Try me, and you’ll hear the whole block speak I was down bad, now the bag on me I don’t do fake love, I charge that fee I was down bad, now the bag on me Make room when I move, keep space for me [Bridge] Seen ’em circle twice when the money got tall Ask too many questions, I don’t trust ’em at all Keep my voice low, keep the window up yall If u in my business, just know that pipe aint small I don’t shake hands, I just read what they mean Cold look in the room, I don’t miss what I seen Every grin feel thin, every word feel staged From a empty fridge to a bag I keep caged [Chorus] I was down bad, now the bag on me Zip-tied and stuffed, sittin’ fat in the seat I was down bad, now the bag on me Try me, and you’ll hear everybody speak I was down bad, now the bag on me I don’t do fake love, I charge that fee I was down bad, now the bag on me Make room when I move, got space for me
