Intro (Sophomore Season) lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch

[Verse]
Hit the road a couple times and came back home with nothing
Never knew what it was, but I was onto something
Had a meeting with the plug and now I'm off and running
To the money, gassed your ass up and now the engine flooded
I made some thousands off of rap, but this some different money
Say you need a thousand pack, nephew sent it for me
Get you whacked for a thousand ones, that was stripper money
Thousand blues in my Purple jeans got me limpin' funny
I'ma shine like I want because I grind for it
Stuff some big sh*t in the b*tch, shе only 5'4"
And I'm well-connected with thе bricks, I got a blind source
My main b*tch a pure thoroughbred like a fine horse
Bro dropped some new buffs, he paid five for 'em
Take my gun everywhere, you gotta hide yours
n*gga, f*ck your plug, come to mine 'cause he supply more
Gotta take a trip overseas, he bust the flights for it
D-Boy hit me with some gasoline, I got the light for it
I'm just tryna buy my old street, what's the price for it?
Auntie don't f*ck with hard no more, I got some ice for her
f*cked twenty-three b*tches last week like I'm Mike Jordan
I gravitated towards rap to put my city on
You can feel my pain in your stomach like a kidney stone
Damn, I miss my day-one n*gga, bring Benji home
n*ggas steady hatin' on my success, get your envy on
I don't even entertain none of you f*ck n*ggas
I just want the pape', y'all want the fame, guess we cut different
Hit a n*gga main off a 'Wood with some Runtz in it
Scratched off in a black SS with some crunch in it
Low-key as f*ck, but your b*tch think I'm that one n*gga
I just popped two RPs, finna have fun with her
Smokin' real Cherry from D-Boy, it's a lung hitter
Knocked my b*tch out, she got mad 'cause I ain't c*m in her
[Outro]
b*tch