Cabin fever,
We got cabin fever
If they tell us we can't have no money
they can't have it either (mm mm)


Hit up Jakes and he told me he ready
Got our name on the block and it's heavy
Got the family and that's all that matter
I'ma prolly Win slow call me Eddie

On yo mama IG cuz I'm petty
I'ma like everything til she text me
Ho i do what I want who gone check me?
911 the police got to catch me

On the spot and we plottin and scheming
When it's up I ain't doin no streaming
I see hell in my sleep when I'm dreaming
I will never take orders from demons

This the rock and I roll wit the winners
I'ma G I'm not cold wit the pictures
When they slip, I step, in it's a robbery
I don't care bout no cinematography

Shit on them like a thot in Dubai
If you stop when you poppin; you die
All I do is leave baby on read
She gone leave me one day I'ma cry

See the hate that you show when you scary
Is the hate that your kids inherit
Wonder why we so focused on you?
Prolly got sum to do with your parents

Worship God I got smoke with the pastor
You a slave to religion he master
Pray without him and still get the answers
Let my youngins turn up on that bastard

He gone try to come lecture me about the holy Land
While his daughter get naked on onlyfans
Donate the sack while he hold they hand
I'ma stop all this pimpin and playin (fow, fow)

Cabin fever,
We got cabin fever
If they tell us we can't have no motion
they can't have it either (mm mm)

I brrush the dirt off my dickies
Eyes red like I kicked it
Chasing paper so quickly
Can't remember why I been gettin it
So I stack it up to the ceiling
Feel like something been missing
I visit family at barbecues
But they don't eat in my kitchen
But I hold them close cuz i love them
Smiling all through this struggle
Trying not to die in this struggle
I been slapping niggas in public
My babygirll is a ryder
Take the wheel she ain't scared
My mama say I don't listen
But
I can't hear what she saying
Cuz my mind move
Like the road runner
I got bank account
I got phone numbers
Gotta password
That delete the shit
That's on the sim card
When the folks coming
They think I got it all
But
Really I got it rough
Not rich but I'm gone ball
Cuz this money ain't never enough
I respect the game like it respect me
Cleaned my shoes at the door
I came in with no scratches on me
But I'm walking out with bout four
If I don't fall
Right here, today
Then tomorrow I'm
Gone stand up
And move around
My stomping grounds
Like the answer
To this cancer
For my people