[Produced by Saint the Goodboy]
[Verse 1: Brian Fresco]
Yea ion rap about trap I js trap out tha backpack packed wit louppack saranwrap and a scale to match
A Couple stacks to pay my lawyer
Damn he balling like a Hoya
But Gata have em in ya corner wen you work across tha border
Purple rays keeping me stuck in this daze my cup wit that lavender haze
Problem is n*ggas they quest to get laid while n*ggas like me Neva rest to get paid sleep wen I'm laid stiff n that tux flowers up with that grave hustle like Jose 4 Js fuk wit that money gata meet the K
Pulled the gun and these n*ggas still dnt fukin feel me
Pull the trigga bet his feelings make him fukin fear me
See these rappers like a shark in Atlantic see we
Let em swim but murder dem if he swimming near me
Told dem labels ion need it if it ain't a milli
SaveMoney like a new religion in the city
Po ciroc on a b*tch like I'm Sean diddy
[Hook: Brian Fresco/C.Rich]
Circ*mstances make me who i am
Them Project streets made me who i am
Circ*mstances make me who i am
Seen Homies Bleed just to eat made me who i am
Circ*mstances make me who i am
Shottas with me party with passin 3 am
Circ*mstances make me who i am
Chicago streets made me who i am
[Verse 2: Brian Fresco]
I'm kryptonite to these rappers that be thinkin that they superman
Living n that dream swear they live in Martin Luther land
Copped some fans switched up the money
Now my b*tches always tan with stupid ass and foreign fam family still that savemoney squadron squad of lyrical criminal problems move through these blocks be slicker than margarine figured that I shuld start creating coffins coughing on tracks n murdering artists glass jaw rappers b comin unguarded and
Neva authentic leave yo teefeses missing and living that life with the dearly departed
I done seen n*ggas ball for a year then turn around and do 20
Done witnessed murder brain fragments on my Oshkosh hoody
Only 20 Young n*gga old mentality 2 me y u cnt say sh*tt to me ughh
Still gangbanging love my cliq
Only flip packs Never been on that pancake sh*t
They took my n*gga reed hope his killa rest in p*ss
Dne lost so many n*ggas feelings became numb to dis sh*tt
sh*tt so dnt get smacked I'm on my Maino sh*tt wit extra ammo clips on my commando sh*tt get yo whip flipped b*tch I'm on my Rambo sh*tt
Codeine prometh wen I sip slow limp for hoes wen I pimp
[Hook]