My Best

My Best (My best, best, best, best) Ride fast, sip slow Forty-inch weave, that wind blow Muwati got me on my tip toes You dusty hoes need a lint roll Hobby, minding my business But still be the topic of your conversation I had to fall back for a second and brace it Ask how I'm doing, I'm feeling amazing I don't like small talk, I like big bags I keep my nails long and they be big mad Yeah, this girl out to fool my pops He said, "Man, f*** all the opps" They tripping off you, they want what you got You wanted this life, you know what it cost (You know what it cost) It cost me a lot, it cost me some friends It cost me some M's, like, when do it stop? I sacrificed everything, taking a chance, and look what we got I'll do it again, and again, and again, I'm taking my shots, swish, bitch I'm doing my best, best