Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, man
I'm tired of these mothafuckas out here thinkin' shit sweet, man
Shit over here on this side, man, shit all ghetto, man
Been tryna get this money up
Mama callin' me and shit, I got it twisted
Twisted feelings at the same time, fuck around shit
No police escorts, only employ my reverends
No deductions on taxes, fuckin' the IRS backwards
Dark bands, wagon park, sour diesel spot
Blowin' out my nostrils, lookin' like the shotty I stash in my garage
Seven digit plots, luxury condos, I'm schemin' on those
Convertible whips, like Kennedy, could potentially catch a homo'
Livin' bulletproof, blame the Mickey shoes
Erland all my shoes, like I got the flu
Retro 12's on, Decepticon-type villain
State-to-state adventures, I pipe bitches
Relationship killer, my hydro green and magenta
Like my feet in Nike sneaks and G-Star on my jeans
And in my dreams, I shoot police, and I've been chasin' my dreams
Obsessed with gettin' my loot up
Cream give me rushes of things that shoot up
Millennial mindsets is gettin' harder to coincide with
This bitch textin' and drivin' me while I'm writin' this
If I die, then who gon' survive me? Don't fuck with anybody
Attracted to this growin' up
Gettin' money and actin' different now, ah
My credit interest was goin' up
My shawty tell me that she was losin' interest now, ah
Ah, picture your boy blowin' up
Gucci shades ain't artificial now, ah
Showin' fake love, I know what's up
All that friendly shit artificial now, ah, ah
Attracted to this growin' up
Gettin' money and actin' different now, ah
My credit interest was goin' up
My shawty tell me that she was losin' interest now, ah
Ah, picture your boy blowin' up
Gucci shades ain't artificial now, ah
Showin' fake love, I know what's up
All that friendly shit artificial now, ah, ah, ah
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