The Path - Key Wane, Payroll Giovanni, Molly Brazy

I was young with champagne wishes and vivid visions

Of the bad bitches and 6's, kitted up with the windows tinted

You already know the path I chose

Searchin' in my mama’s house on where to stash my O’s

I be blunt with these bitches, I don’t gas them hoes

We all eatin', you ain’t eatin' like you fastin' hoe

Don’t let snakes in my circle, phonies have to go

My life a movie, I be careful what my caster know

I’m a hustler baby, yeah that’s for sure

If rap don’t blow, it’s simple, guess who’s back to blow

Taxin' for O’s, jewels on matchin' my clothes

Stackin' my dough, spendin' the lease and stashin' the most

My fans love me, after every take they askin' for more

So I gotta keep it comin', I gotta feed 'em somethin'

But I can’t rush the product like these other rappers

It’s been quality over quantity, even as a trapper

I rather be that nigga that pop up with the goods

Than that nigga known for puttin' bullshit throughout the hood

Bitches shake that cross my mind, while I flex in the coupe

Only day one’s around, we ain’t acceptin' recruits, nigga

I gotta take it all, I’ma be the biggest hoe

To my niggas to your hoes, you Balenciagas that you ain’t even know

Yeah, y’all be tryna save these hoes, I’m tryna run it up, not finna baby hoes

The attention, I can’t even pay these hoes, rest in peace my auntie,

she be slangin' though

My OG, she told me to get it, you ain’t even touchin' chicken, admit it

You perkin', you trippin', don’t get caught up slippin'

Lil nigga, you barkin', you can’t pay the ticket

The niggas I have 'cause I really was with it

Don’t look at the price, if I want it, I get it

Boss thing in the gang, you never was in it

You new to the game, you love molly, been did it, nigga

All my shit sell, bitches wanna see me fail

Yeah, they cryin' out for, I got goons I call

Won’t work and that’s hard, they gon' fall hard at the top

Comin' and shoot up your block, we lookin' for ops

To my young niggas who runnin' your spot

Fuck with the money, no bitches cannot

Hire ready killers but nobody shot

Came up in the money, you flop

My lil niggas sellin', that be on the block

These lil niggas tellin' they shit hot

Don’t try to fuck with me when I’m at the top

All that hatin' shit come to a stop

Keep up with the goofy shit, you gon' get dropped

If I ever get caught, I’ma bust up at the ops