I Love It lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, walk world
Yeah, yeah, yeah, walk
Yeah, walk
Still ain't signed no deal, still signed to the streets, you know what I'm sayin'? (Ayy, yeah, yeah, walk)
Like, and I won't ever sell my soul just for a few 'bows, know what I'm sayin'? Like
I see a lot of n*ggas in the industry, but we really in the streets, you know what I'm sayin'? Like
Like that, uh
I'm just tryna tell you, like, real-deal forever in the streets
Woah, okay

[Verse]
I love it, still poppin' pills in public
Still pushin' P like ****, seven my n*ggas still fightin' them judges (Free all the slimes)
I know Hap died up in 2020, my grandma tried, but it made me grind
Put dead opps in the wind, get to flyin'
Walk 'round the world with a slime
Tryna ride my wave, you can't be broke
f*ck minimum wage 'cause we sell dope
Dirty money, jewelry came shinin'
Eliantte, water, wave this ho (Walk Down, Walk Down)
When a n*gga go crazy slidin'
He shoot four days, tryna score four summers
Drillin' like Paid In Full, rockin' tan boots now
Whatever day what it is, f*ck in the cold
Gotta get paid, it ain't no option
Trackhawk scream loud like the motor was talkin'
You know how we walkin'
(Pull up and walk sh*t down)
Puttin' n*ggas' ass in a coffin
Before all that rap sh*t came, we was still in the town
My lil' n*gga just died off a fake Perc', got me debatin' if I wanna take them b*tches right now
I can't even be mad at my n*gga, 'cause I know he ain't have a frown
We was just eighteen when it was me and T30, thuggin', tryna walk the world down
'Fore the rap sh*t, we on trap sh*t, hit that spot and flip the pounds
(Wish my grandma could say she proud of me, b*tch, I know I ain't let her down)
Empty the whole clip, switch another round (Ayy)
Go hit the block right now (Go crazy)
Like I love this b*tch, she'll chase a n*gga down
Forever on defense, I get you knocked down
Got more bodies than a cemetery
Got rich 'fore I got an obituary
G told me no fightin' these switches
Real street n*gga, my first contract was dope in the kitchen
Some n*ggas made it out, some n*ggas didn't
(Everywhere we go, we gotta shoot this b*tch)
He ain't pushin' P 'cause that n*gga a pus*y
Ho-ass n*gga, probably push up and kill him
He know he a rat, then we whack him and leave all the witness
Put a n*gga down with the fishes
Shoot the AR both hands with the Glock with precision
(Uh, G6 boot up with me, ayy)
I just poured a four of Wock', I damn near thought that sh*t was Act'
Ain't no way a dead opp comin' back
Roll a n*gga, smoke him in a Maybach
Get so high that you can't relax
Your man got robbed, you ain't come back
n*ggas ain't never gettin' they lick back
(Uh, my big brother G told the streets that, ayy)
I keep dough like I'm in CMG with Gotti, but I ain't no hustler
I keep robbers, slimes, and shooters with me, everybody off the muscle
Bad b*tch with me, she gon' pop a pill, dive in her, skeet, just f*ck her, ayy
Okay, walk with a slime, got her screamin' out slatt
Know Double got big Z's like Big Zoe, free the guys locked on max
(That sh*t crazy but true, 'cause it's facts)
Every n*gga 'round me havin' motion, ain't no gettin' money, broke, goin' back
(We ain't comin' like that)
Pull up in a brand-new Demon, doin' a dirt road like the Track'