Phones Off

[Chorus: Nines] Tryna stop trappin' but this money it won't let me 'Cause I re-up same time I was on a jet ski I just landed all these packs, I wish that I could party hard I just made another half a mil' inside my auntie's yard Me and Darren, Jay, we had the pot since, since way back You should see my whip, it's got more horses than a race-track (Yeah, yeah) And even though I'm signed, I'm still my own boss This music changed my life, I still can't turn these phones off [Verse 1: Nafe Smallz] You know this shit changed my life Different kinda stresses now, yeah I fit on me twenty thou', yeah Kinda shit I dreamt about, yeah In and out these nitties houses I was tryna figure out how to get the figures up, hmm Gotta get my niggas out now I been on a mission for the longest Bitches only love me cah I'm on this I'm just so in love with these profits Labels tryna offer me a deal I just keep it simple, keep it real Ain't got time to talk unless it's mill's Ain't even got the time for my bitch She's a dummy, I ain't lyin' to my bitches And I don't trust a motherfuckin' soul Money on me long, it come fold Diamond and they floodin' my gold You can see the shine at my shows 20/20 vision, twenty goals I been on a mission with the bros I was sellin' coca with the woes The poli' had the dogs in my home [Chorus: Nines] Tryna stop trappin' but this money it won't let me 'Cause I re-up same time I was on a jet ski I just landed all these packs, I wish that I could party hard I just made another half a mil' inside my auntie's yard Me and Darren, Jay, we had the pot since, since way back You should see my whip, it's got more horses than a race-track And even though I'm signed, I'm still my own boss This music changed my life, I still can't turn these phones off [Verse 2: Nafe Smallz] Money still come and go, I Never took the easy road, man Shooters gotta keep the pole, I Gotta stay schemin' Tax on it, I ain't know how much I don't even know, uh Twenty for a easy show Momma, look what I'm achievin' Came up out the mud I was trappin' before I sold a dub Had to make money, re-up for the plug I was duckin' the undies and the slugs I was out trappin' with the gang Now these diamonds, they holdin' me for ransom Me, I just copped another crib in the North I just need a mansion I'll never go back to my old ways Dripped like a kilo of that cocaine Turned down a milli' for my own break I had to go create my own lane All of this money, makin' more changes Come from the bottom, it's a long way Pour out the Aces and it's rosé They know I do this shit the zone way [Chorus: Nines] Tryna stop trappin' but this money it won't let me 'Cause I re-up same time I was on a jet ski I just landed all these packs, I wish that I could party hard I just made another half a mil' inside my auntie's yard Me and Darren, Jay, we had the pot since, since way back You should see my whip, it's got more horses than a race-track And even though I'm signed, I'm still my own boss This music changed my life, I still can't turn these phones off