Only Child lyrics

[Intro]
Carter

[Chorus]
Stayin' down, ran it up a mile (Ran it up a mile)
Gettin' money like the only child (I love my mama)
Go to jail, BM hold me down
I can't f*ck with them, I know they kind
Overtime what I been puttin' in for that paper
No more more strugglin, grindin', girl, I been sweatin' hard from that paper
I been sippin' lean, f*ckin' them baddies, and I been faithful, n*gga
Every time I hit the scene, gotta be clean, and I gotta make a major statement

[Verse 1]
Form against me 'cause I got weapons
I told her f*ck me like I gotta turn myself in
I ate my first plate and I came back for seconds
All of my n*ggas stick together like we X-Men
Gun got two names, Smith & Wesson
Grab a strap to hit it hard, I'ma get the FN
Security ain't pat me down, Homie got the TEC in
f*ck around and beat you down like I'm playin' Tekken
All of these sacrifices I made were for me and you
I'm in love with money, so it's hard to be with you
I held it down, did my part, but you ain't hold your end
And I know that bankroll get flimsy, but I won't fold nor bend, no (Rich Homie, baby)
[Chorus]
Stayin' down, ran it up a mile (Ran it up a mile)
Gettin' money like the only child (I love my mama)
Go to jail, BM hold me down
I can't f*ck with them, I know they kind
Overtime what I been puttin' in for that paper
No more more strugglin, grindin', girl, I been sweatin' hard from that paper
I been sippin' lean, f*ckin' them baddies, and I been faithful, n*gga
Every time I hit the scene, gotta be clean, and I gotta make a major statement

[Verse 2]
Remember hustlin' hard when I was small-time
No disrespect, we see old money, we like all kinds
Suckin' di*k too much f*ck up your jawline
We gotta stay equipped for when them cars chase
Catch that boy in public, hit him broad day
Treat them like them fishes, boy, they all bait
I can't eat it plain, cook it salty
Now we eatin' shrimp mixed with lo mein
They don't even know what I been through, plus I don't talk about it
When we get to talkin' 'bout money, they wanna talk around it
Thirty thousand to the shooter, now his shirt got a stain
Keepin' that dirt off my name
I never thought I'd make it out the hood, no

[Chorus]
Stayin' down, ran it up a mile (Ran it up a mile)
Gettin' money like the only child (I love my mama)
Go to jail, BM hold me down
I can't f*ck with them, I know they kind
Overtime what I been puttin' in for that paper
No more more strugglin, grindin', girl, I been sweatin' hard from that paper
I been sippin' lean, f*ckin' them baddies, and I been faithful, n*gga
Every time I hit the scene, gotta be clean, and I gotta make a major statement