September 7th

[Intro] (KimJ ballin' on these hoes, ha) Fake-ass world, fake-ass niggas, fake-ass bitches Fuck all you motherfuckers (Hating-ass niggas) Look, uh (World we live in) [Verse] I swear I used to have a heart, it went ghost on me I put my trust in a nigga and he stole from me Huh, I said I can’t let no nigga take my soul from me Huh, all I need is money, I don't need no woman Yeah, you can't save everybody, you gotta pick and choose My daddy always tell me not to be a fool My auntie died when she was young, it left me critical Muffin died when she was young, it left mе miserable Look, was a free agent, now I ball crazy Huh, big Cuban link, bust down bracеlets Look, maybe we could fuck, but that’s all baby Huh, married to the money, bitch, I'm taken Look, you only got one time to slip up You only get one shot, nigga, what you miss for? Nigga making diss songs, we out here hitting they shit up That money got too heavy, so I started doing sit-ups Look, if it ain't about a bag, I probably won't pick up Talkin' bout a bitch I probably had, I can give two fucks Look, she say she trying to boot up, fuck her then I boot her Pockets on Buddha, holy hallelujah Look, rolling like a scooter, gotta free my main man Shorty was a shooter, two hundred thousand on the airplane I probably should have flew, huh, private How the hell you made it out the zoo? Grinding 6 AM and a nigga in the booth I ain't got love for no buster-ass nigga like you I show love to all my thugs, I salute all my troops Ayy, if you thug how we thug, then I know what you've been through Long live Nut, Free Ju Arm stiff on a regular bitch These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular shit A number two on the jet, this ain’t no regular shit Like number two on the jet, these ain’t no regular kicks [Outro] Arm siff on a regular bitch These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular shit A number two on the jet, this ain’t no regular shit Like number two on the jet, these ain't no regular kicks