Serving Everything lyrics

[Intro]
(Cash walked down this beat, uh)
(Can't rush the vibe, Rando)

[Chorus]
Yeah, phew
Got my— got my— got my seat dropped
Got my heat c*cked
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, yeah, servin' everything
Got my seat dropped, got my heat c*cked
Trap clean and re-rock, I rock Diors like they Reeboks
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, servin' evеrything

[Verse]
I got one block, I got two, then I got three blocks (Three blocks)
A lot of shells and cliеntele, I got the streets hot (Streets)
Cocaine in the Ziploc, drank red like I'm a treetop (I'ma)
I'm the real version, baby, he not, and I'm still sellin' out Green Dots (I'ma)
I'm a real street n*gga, couldn't make this up at all (Phew, all)
Yeah, came up from the jungle, out the mud, then balled (Then balled)
Yeah, standin' b*tches up, they waiting for my call
Yeah, I just took a pill, I'm gon' go crazy when this b*tch dissolve (Dissolve)
Mr. Keep It Real, you n*ggas fake and I can't f*ck with y'all (With y'all)
I was in the trap every day slingin' (Yeah, yeah), I was taking calls
Even when they out, still pumpin' crack, n*gga, like f*ck laws
This money got a n*gga mind gone
Half a million payment came through my phone
You better keep them hoes up out your business, you know I'm quick to send it
Worth a couple millions, about my brothers, I'ma flip the ceiling (Uh)
I'm chasing after Franklins
Bust your ass, then say, "Amen"
Don't let this jewelry bait you in (Uh)
You'll never look the same again
You'll never breathe the same again (Yeah)
Never walk the same again
You'll never talk the same again
And that chop knocked down eight men
Call the shot and say, "Amen"
I make amends, then pray again (Yeah)
Tell 'em, "f*ck what the business is, I'm a big dog, I ain't weighing in"
I ain't checking in with no n*gga set, but I'm dropping blocks in them projects (Yeah, yeah)
Same young n*gga on the stage putting cocaine in a Pyrex
Lot of lame young n*ggas in the game, but we ain't the same, I'm not that (Not that)
Nowadays, n*gga wanna hit the blunt, but I'm the same one that they laughed at, goddamn
Now these n*ggas look surprised (Uh)
My hands on windows, slide
My shooter, won't see his eyes
I been waiting for a long time (Time)
Turned a four and a half to a nine (To a nine)
Turned a nine to half block, been working hard, but I still ain't tired
I turned a half a block to a whole
Goddamn, young n*gga, you cold (Uh)
Took my b*tch on the road with some 'bows, she best ain't focused, you better be watching the road
When I get that load, I'm in that mode, I get that 'bow and I stretch it (It)
And I already know these n*ggas some hoes, they send sneak disses, I catch it (I catch it)
Can't come to the city, ain't doing no shows, gon' stretch 'em as soon as they exit
Come test it (Facts)
Hundred rounds or better, f*ck a thirty clip
My hood, nobody made it out, but a lot of n*ggas got murdered here
Got my mask on and my stick out, I just walked in like a burglar (Ah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, phew
Got my— got my— got my seat dropped
Got my heat c*cked
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, yeah, servin' everything
Got my seat dropped, got my heat c*cked
Trap clean and re-rock, I rock Diors like they Reeboks
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, servin' everything