A Lot At Stake (feat. Snow Tha Product)

I kneel, I pray, I stay away

I won't change and I ain't no fake

If you ever cross me better look both ways

I got too much sauce and a lot at stake

I'm ahead my space way out your range

I mute you lames and I talk big game

If you ever cross me better look both ways

I got too much sauce and a lot at stake

Yeah, New York with my state of mind

Every statue is at liberty to get declined

I break rules every branch that I will defy

Is governed by the thoughts that you heard through a grapevine

Me and Siri switching lanes to my baselines

Hanging up on bitches throwing pussy for a FaceTime

They say dawgs go to heaven so these niggas out here barking up a tree, I see them sniffing like the K9

Niggas claiming that I don't spit hot shit

I murder beats off top, that's off rip

6 feet is the distance, your coffin is buried in the place I got crowds doing MoshPits, ah

And I ain't never getting boxed in my three step drop quarterbacks every option, ah

And this is not a TikTok trend, putting in work's the only time that I clock in

Like Billie I'm the bad guy, I lash out on the trash they let pass by

Then I go outside and start rapping

I bet everybody watching think a nigga throwing gang signs

I kneel, I pray, I stay away

I won't change and I ain't no fake

If you ever cross me better look both ways

I got too much sauce and a lot at stake

I'm ahead my space way out your range

I mute you lames and I talk big game

If you ever cross me better look both ways

I got too much sauce and a lot at stake

Yuh, look

Well it's the big bill counting, little bill stripper tipping

Bad bitch with a big plan, got a bigger vision

No time for you, all my time's spent making decisions

I'm the product and the dealer, on a mission for commission

If you ever cross me don't be calling me

People tryna make themselves look better with their apology

Ain't got nothing to do with me, diamonds still on 2 degrees

Got rid of the leaches, all of a sudden I got jewelry

'Cause all of a sudden I got my bread up, 'cause I got fed up

They used to block me, now it's Versace like I'm Donatella

And now my life is bomb as ever, sweet as Amaretto

I'm hopping out and now the driver holding my umbrella

'Cause it's a snowstorm now and I'ma make it rain

Mexicans gon' always find a way even if it ain't a way

How you gonna try and cross me, you got a bum knee

Cross 'em over, back it up, I hit 'em with the fadeaway

I kneel, I pray, I stay away

I won't change and I ain't no fake

If you ever cross me better look both ways

I got too much sauce and a lot at stake

I'm ahead my space way out your range

I mute you lames and I talk big game

If you ever cross me better look both ways

I got too much sauce and a lot at stake