Wildin'

Wildin' expresses a state of being wild or unrestrained.

Addressing someone talking too much, emphasizing the importance of silence for gangsters.

Ready for conflict, willing to use force if provoked.

Desire to move family out of a challenging environment, motivating hard work.

Financial struggles despite income, bills accumulating.

Aspirations for luxury items, diamonds, and showcasing wealth.

Mom's concern about recurring dreams of the artist dying.

Reassurance to mom about being capable and armed.

Claiming a history of being the one in charge even from a young age.

Declaration of the artist's wild and unrestrained lifestyle.

Reiteration of the artist's wild nature and experiences.

Give a fuck what they say I'm as real as it gets

It been a minute gotta keep going in

Looking forward to hell so I smile when I sin

Ride in both lanes don't plan on crashing buh it happens get the f*ck out the way

Don't do no capp'n pick ya casket like the f*ck is you sayin

Ain't switching sides it's do or die I swear I'm true to the gang I stayed solid

They can't break me ima stand on my name

We lost BLACK than we lost SKEEMO man this sh*t ain't the same

I seen my dawg laying in them streets that night we stood in the rain

Haven't been showing no sympathy

I don't know what done got into me NAH NAH!

I feel my cup with the Hennessy my b*tch a baddie & plus she a RIDA!

Stayed down with my niggas

I be with gorillas

And I can't forget bout the SHOTTAS!

I'm moving different

They say that I'm drawn

Cuz I ain't grow up with a FATHER!

Since I was little I been on my own

My nigga died & I been in my zone

I'm seventeen but it feel like I'm grown

Momma keep calling like pick up the phone

I told her don't worry, I'm gone make it home

I can't forget bout what happen to bro

I'm seeking revenge no I can't let it go

So I been

WILD'N

You talk too much I thought all gangsters move in silence

If he want that smoke gotta match this gas them bullets fry him

I wanna move my family out the O so I been grinding

Money coming in but it been slow them bills keep piling

I wanna flood my wrist than flood my b*tch we rocking diamonds

Momma said she keep on having dreams about me dying

You ain't gotta worry bout ya son he tote that iron

Even when I was young I been the one

I'm out here wildin!

Continued emphasis on the wild behavior.

I'm out here wild'N

I'm out here wild'N

I'm out there WILD'N

Various verses expressing toughness, determination, and a carefree attitude.

I ain't a killer

Cuz I'm surrounded by hitters

So I ain't gotta press my pistol

So I been chilling

I'm tryna run up a million

But still gotta keep a whistle

F*ck how You feeling

Don't give a f*ck how you feelin

Ain't sorry if I offend you

I gotta get it

I'm tryn run up them digits

My nigga I'm too official

I was out there on a late night

YEAH!

What's a Lil fish to a great white

YEAH!

Cops pull up ima take flight

UGH!

I get caught than I just play DUMB!

You a broke boy go get sum bands

Can't tell me sh*t

I do what I want

You can match gas if you kno what I'm saying

How you want war you ain't got no guns

How you want beef you ain't Got no sticks

Niggas with me ain't got no picks

Ain't outside when we bend that strip

Had to fire my ops cuz they ain't on sh*t

Everywhere we go you know we lit

YEAH UH!

Everywhere we go you kno we lit

Reiteration of the artist's wild state.

Repeating the theme of wild behavior and the artist's capabilities.

You talk too much I thought all gangsters move in silence

If he want that smoke gotta match this gas them bullets fry him

I wanna move my family out the O so I been grinding

Money coming in but it been slow them bills keep piling

I wanna flood my wrist than flood my b*tch we rocking diamonds

Momma said she keep on having dreams about me dying

You ain't gotta worry bout ya son he tote that iron

Even when I was young I been the one

Final declaration of the artist's current state of wildin'.