Bucking the System (feat. Kevin Gates)

Trappin' all day on the goddamn skreets

I didn't even have nowhere to goddamn sleep

I remember recordin' in Zay' mama basement

Way, way, way before he ever had a placement (Oh God)

Dead bodies in the bando, we call it a vacant (Bando)

Smokin', drinkin', sellin' dope but I was on probation (Facts)

Turned into a killer as soon as I left my Cecilia (Straight up)

I don't think they feel ya till the ghetto try to kill ya (Oh Lord)

Free my **** in the system, motherfuck the system

If you a snitch, fuck you and who snitchin' with ya (Fuck ya)

Long money walk, let the lady take her picture (Mwah)

Not every day the bitch see a million-dollar **** (Well damn)

Hired killers with me now, I can't be a victim (Pow, pow)

Choppa close by all times, I'm buckin' the system

Diamonds precious, but nothin's more precious than wisdom (Bling)

The freshest in the building, bless the ghetto children (Bless 'em)

Fronted me the pack, I ain't payin' 'em back, I'm buckin'

We're known to buck the system, call the plug and told him, "Fuck him"

Pockets swole, fuck parole I feel is an injustice

For me to be broke and strugglin', I can't be out hustlin' (Gucci)

I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking

I'm bucking, I'm bucking the system

I'm buckin' on ****, I'm buckin' up pistols

I'm takin' out pistols and killing 'em

I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking

I'm bucking, I'm bucking the system

Don't fuck with these ****

Don't rock with these ****

They try me, I'm buckin' the system

Real one, I'm flying, I'm going out gangsta

Gold-mouth dog and your homeboy faking

Building with no landlord, need another favor

Peterbilt, eighteen-wheeler with the reefer trailer

I don't get a load in, I'ma send a load, bitch

Had to strong-arm the judge up in court, bitch

Ding-dong, push button tricks, front door shit

1017, ****, Breadwinner, Brick Squad

I control a forklift, yeah, they just sent four

Hundred-round discharge, writin' on the clipboard

Put you in the coffin, I bought a new fit for it

Bite a **** apple, MacBook laptop

Droptop, MAC-11, I'm ridin' with the strap out

Got my own blueprint, guess I got it mapped out

Just was on Carolina, standing in the trap house

Said I wouldn't be shit, think I didn't hear about it

Now a **** clip cost bigger than your real house

I get on a helicopter blindfold to Mexico

You pull up to meet a middleman at Texaco

Breadwinner safeguard, run off on who?

You gotta send the money 'fore the load come through

**** Peewee League, pay with peewee cheese

I be overseas, I'm in Medellín with it

If you takin' my lick, I got felonies, ****

Livin' like that when I fell in these systems

Real Hermés, what we sell in these trenches

Deal cocaine, but the recipe different

Ask Lee Lucas if I'm cut like that

Real street ****, but the pedigree different

Pillow talk 'bout me, you a jelly bean ****

I slam on your fam' if you tell on me ****

I slam on your fam' if you tell on me ****

I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking

I'm bucking, I'm bucking the system

I'm buckin' on ****, I'm buckin' up pistols

I'm takin' up pistols and killing 'em

I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking, I'm bucking

I'm bucking, I'm bucking the system

Don't fuck with these ****

Don't rock with these ****

They try me, I'm buckin' the system