It's emotional

How can I trust them man?
When I been snaked before, man, how do you expect me to understand?
Even with the upper hand, I still wanna spark them man
Now they all pree us, but the whips ain't from Japan
Looking like a hundred grand, that's right, man's looking like a hundred K
No, we ain't nothing like them man, unlike them, man's custom made
Woulda got a custom plate on the brand new Merc' but that's fucking bait
And I'm in Central, chilling with bosses, touching base

Then I linked up with bae and got her a bag from YSL
And I ain't getting her shit if she ain't getting shit by herself
Seen her do it for the 'Gram, but in real life, she's shy as hell
I really had to buy and sell, no Bonny and Clyde, just clientele
Like, hustle, I might as well and I might take a break but the grind don't stop
Never had options, why you think man had to OT bop?
If you knew what I grossed, just heard my tunes in the grocery shop
Hate when I see man spending money when they owe me guap

What? Make a scene, should we mosh pit?
Major key and we locksmiths
Made some P and we got rich
Sold dark and we got lit
Spaceship, in the cockpit
Pulled over, she hopped in
Rode with me and she got whip
Older niggas hating on the kid

How can I trust them man?
When I been snaked before, man, how do you expect me to understand?
Even with the upper hand, I still wanna spark them man
Now they all pree us, but the whips ain't from Japan
Looking like a hundred grand, that's right, man's looking like a hundred K
No, we ain't nothing like them man, unlike them, man's custom made
Woulda got a custom plate on the brand new Merc' but that's fucking bait
And I'm in Central, chilling with bosses, touching base, never been underpaid

Pull up, do Jump Out Gang, no, I'd rather get money
You can search the web, ain't a rapper that's spun me
Ave be the GOAT and I'm best in the country
Fans got their hands on me, MCs can't touch me
I had to hammer the game
Still with my niggas from back in the day
Remember when I couldn't get a reply
Now I got bitches all spamming the page
Feds got my gang in the cage
Sat in a cell and I'm sat in a rave
Tell me how could I have road rage
When I'm not the one driving?
Follow my dreams
Now man don't have to get followed by sirens
Black Beatle boy, let me holler my stylist
Stood in a mirror but when I reflect, I'm sitting in silence
Wonder why I didn't get guidance
LV pound for the LV bag
LV kicks with the LV hat
Saw this chick with the LV swag
Health is wealth, we're a healthy match
You do what I say, don't tell me that
They hear man ain't ringing and bell me back

How can I trust them man?
When I been snaked before, man, how do you expect me to understand?
Even with the upper hand, I still wanna spark them man
Now they all pree us, but the whips ain't from Japan
Looking like a hundred grand, that's right, man's looking like a hundred K
No, we ain't nothing like them man, unlike them, man's custom made
Woulda got a custom plate on the brand new Merc' but that's fucking bait
And I'm in Central, chilling with bosses, touching base
Let me just cut to the chase

It's emotional