First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold
Rich **** timeline
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Ye ain't live your life like mine
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Stay the fuck up out of mine
Free my **** Westside, locked up to this day
RIP, my migo P, my **** dead in the grave
And I dare a fuck **** come and try me today
Abracadabra his face
Quavo the magician, the pack gone, it's missin'
I got a ho, and she got a ho, and now they both kissin'
Do you remember the life I was livin'?
I'm callin' the plug, I'm juggin' up pounds
I'm breakin' down midget
I got the birds, pigeons
They know who the fuck run the city (Northside)
I might pull up with that chopper and extensions
I just let it off, I empty about fifty
Mama said, "Quavo, don't spend all your Benjis" (Mama)
Told mama, "I'm sorry, pockets on infinity" (Infinity)
You can ask around, really hit them jugs for the fuckin' pound
Next time you see me, better not ask me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown
Till I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris Brown
Used to cook up bricks till I turned that shit to an extra now
I got the magic stick, feelin' like Criss Angel, bitch
I disappear bricks
First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Ye ain't live your life like mine
Rich **** timeline
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Stay the fuck up out of mine
Seventeen stackin' and countin'
Eighteen, I ran from the bounty
You **** is softer than Bounty
My **** got fifteen, free Ronny
Check out my bio, plenty felonies
Known for countin' up broccoli
Known for stackin' up celery
You **** ain't even a vet to me
Remember the days? Runnin' yo house like a raid?
Young **** tryna get paid
Pistol to his face, give him a shave
Never selfish, all the money I gave
Never change, all the money I make
One baby, all these bitches I laid
Two guns, ****, never afraid
Migos the army, I'm never gon' trade
Set-Set, hit a twenty band juug
He helped the hood, everybody was good
I'm white like a tiger and I got the wood
My **** on go like Nike, they gon' do it
These **** wonderin' like how did we do it?
Water diamonds on my neck look like fluid
I'm from the Zone 3 if you **** ain't knew it
I'm throwin' up the North 'cause that is my hood
Locked up, mama couldn't get me out
Called my **** Bookie, he got me out
KK got my back, ain't no doubt
Player made, free my bro, let him out
This shit is crazy, shout out mama house
Don't come to my trap and you unannounced
21 Challenger mounted up
Doin' phones, fucked your credit up
When you a boss, they gon' cherish yah
Investigations, I didn't tell 'em nothin'
December 25th, on the run
I didn't know if I was comin' home
Nineteen, I was on my own
My grandma died, cancer on her bones
I ran in houses just to buy some foams
You can hear the pain in my voice on my songs
First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Ye ain't live your life like mine
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Stay the fuck up out of mine
Thirteen, I got my first halftime
Fourteen, broke in the club for an Alpine
Fifteen, I got my first Glock 9
It was rusty, but it'd still bust a ****
I was lil nephew, wasn't gon' touch a ****
If I did, my uncles'll bust a ****
Migo gang, they couldn't fuck with a ****
Started beefin' with some sucka ****
Belushi's up there on Club Drive
It was y'all side versus Northside
Knocked a couple **** out a couple times
Got in shootouts with **** a hunnid times
Come to your party, we fuckin' it up
Young ****, we never gave a fuck
Young ****, ten, twelve, thirteen
On go with a finger point
A lot of squads start poppin' up
Screamin' shit that we ain't heard of
Migos pull up at your residence
Here comes the issue, "It wasn't us, bro"
We know you flexin', got the information
So you still gon' get hit with the uppercut
Beat a **** to a puddle, **** snitchin'
Now we runnin' from the task force
**** was kickin' in doors
Takin' flat screens and all the gold
Never got it, and I sat on it, ****
Everything I got was sold
Apple Mac, juugin' laptops
Knock on yo door, take yo lil' brother's XBox
Migo Jerz stand 'round the curb
Used to match up in the hotbox
Hit a juug for some true religions
And some Robin Denims in a public community
My brother's keepers, Migo, we got unity
'Bout to fire up at the park right on Harrington
To the bando, you see **** gambling
Hit a kick door, my **** be ramblin'
I got a bag on my back like I'm Santa Claus
Finesse a ****, Papa John's up in Panama
First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Ye ain't live your life like mine
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Rich **** timeline
Stay the fuck up out of mine

Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Kirshnick Ball & Kiari Cephus.