(C-C-CorMill)

They tried to come take down my music from streaming
They tried to come stunt the growth on my releases
Got B gas for fourteen and this shit is decent
Got childhood friends hating and that was just recent
I'm down in Grass Valley, got loud on the pallet
I'm finishin', wrap it
Got CO2, butane, I'm finna extract it
My girl lookin' sexy, she got me distracted
So I sent the pack and got oils and wax
Got OGs in councils
I need me a crown and a castle, I'm king of shit
Just bought a phone from T-Mobile
these plays steady ringin' in
White boy with thousands of P's
steady beggin' to bring me shit
Can't send no money through Walmart
'cause I gotta see the shit
Bought me a pot and some soil, I'm seedin' it
Southside of Oregon, white and Armenian
Guerilla style, I'ma grow this shit illegally
No service inside the mountains, no reachin' me
Hippies who been here for years steady teachin' me
We in the field and we smokin' so peacefully

Came from the streets, so you know ain't no cheating me
Kick that lil' bitch to the curb if she cheat on me
Came with a strap, matter fact, I got three on me
They tryna hinder my growth and success
She tryna lay down tonight and have sex
My bedroom a pool 'cause she overly wet
Trappin' all night, made me flood the Patek
Trappin' all night, made me flood the AP
Walk in the house and I fuck her to sleep
Then back to the trap, I ain't missin' a beat
50 cal make these lil' niggas retreat
I'm saved by the bell like I'm Slader and Screech
Mash out to Flame and my tires gon' screech
My nose in the air, I might turn down a freak
All this work I put in got me very fatigued
Been through some shit that you wouldn't believe
Can't handle my lifestyle, I think you should leave

With no label behind me, I'm still gon' achieve
'Cause I know my success is dependent on me
And I know my lil' children dependent on me
Whether rap work or not, I'ma have me some P's
Whether rap work or not, I'ma swipe some CCs
In my broker days, hoes used to turn up they nose
Nowadays they just all seem to just come out they clothes
No distractions tonight, let me turn off my phone
Finna go drop a tape, let me get in the zone
Finna stuff all this Thin Mint inside of a cone
I miss twenty plays every time I drop a song
Gotta vacuum seal all of this shit 'cause it's strong
I know that shit risky, I might trap alone
By any means, I gotta get this shit gone
I promise my trap, it gon' jump like a frog

Came from the streets, so you know ain't no cheating me
Kick that lil' bitch to the curb if she cheat on me
Came with a strap, matter fact, I got three on me
They tryna hinder my growth and success
She tryna lay down tonight and have sex
My bedroom a pool 'cause she overly wet
Trappin' all night, made me flood the Patek
Trappin' all night, made me flood the AP
Walk in the house and I fuck her to sleep
Then back to the trap, I ain't missin' a beat
50 cal make these lil' niggas retreat
I'm saved by the bell like I'm Slader and Screech
Mash out to Flame and my tires gon' screech
My nose in the air, I might turn down a freak
All this work I put in got me very fatigued
Been through some shit that you wouldn't believe
Can't handle my lifestyle, I think you should leave