​go mode

[Verse]
Momma was out selling drugs
Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
I was fifteen tryna flip a O
Tryna afford my own green
Roll that shit up in the fronto leaf
Now I gave that shit up
Motherfucker, I was sixteen tryna find a place to call home
I swear I'm in my bag in go mode
Cut the cord mode
Not even the best can crack my code
I'll be the one and only
And brodie keeps the stick
Just in case I wanna fold
I wish you were still around
God, all the lies I told
This dope got me floating through the sky
You calling my phone, I be pressing decline
You heated ovеr what
Keep talking yo' shit, I don't mind
Im tryna stack my bands
I don't ever got time to just chill and vibе
Maybe time for one more line
Yeah, one more line, match my vibe
This shit is a fucking crime
I'm wasting time walking down this path
And I'll feel God's wrath soon enough
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Outro]
Momma was out selling drugs
Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
I was 15 tryna flip a O
Tryna afford my own green
Roll that shit up in the fronto leaf
Now I gave that shit up
Motherfucker, I was 16