Trouble (feat. Roach)

I'm tryna build up the muscle
I'm tryna build up the muscle
From the south and baby brother from hutzel
My baby brother from hutzel
Momma said stay out the streets
Stay out of trouble
Momma momma told me out the streets
You don't want any trouble

Momma told me

I wanna ball so hard people thinking that i'm Kobe
Either dead or jail cell that's where they thinking that I'm going

I ain't fly right now
But in a couple i'll be soaring
Cuz my son ain't gone worry bout some food in his stomach

Some fuckin food in his stomach
As far as i'm concerned we eating good every morning
At a lost right now fighting tickets and my warrants
Copping Jordan's but ain't scoring man that shit is unimportant

Stay awake for the whole night
Grab a mic at the open mic
Sing about the hard days and cold nights
But hold tight
And one day it'll be alright
Say that when you got a knife in a gun fight

I don't like to talk so you get no reply
Man i'm here to take it all fuck a birth right
Man you speaking on yo neck and yo wrist ice
But i'm really in the streets fighting frostbite

I'm tryna build up the muscle
I'm tryna build up the muscle
From the south and baby brother from hutzel
My baby brother from hutzel
Momma said stay out the streets
Stay out of trouble
Momma momma told me out the streets
You don't want any trouble

Momma momma told me

Right now I need to get the bag
Then what's next
After that then I count the bands
Is that it

Trust imma live in a big castle
House so big they think this shit a scam doe
That's only one part of my checklist
As of right now I don't worry bout a flex bitch
I don't work to impress can't impress bitch
Need a Monte Carlo all black double S bitch

Ain't nobody we can trust the last of us
Can't even leave the house without the protection
That's a gun magnum and a trojan trojan
Always gotta peep the snakes sneakin' lurking

I got a squad like the Taliban Taliban
Pistol packing if I telegram tell a friend
If they need a hand then i'll lend a hand lend a hand
Kazekage cuz i'm from the sands the fuckin' sands

I'm tryna build up the muscle
I'm tryna build up the muscle
From the south and baby brother from hutzel
My baby brother from hutzel
Momma said stay out the streets
Stay out of trouble
Momma momma told me out the streets
You don't want any trouble

Momma momma told me