Counting Days/ Be for Real

Money coming, money leaving
Money running, fast
Money coming, money leaving
Money running, fast
Better watch yourself before you place last
Better watch yourself before you place last

I pull up in a 98 Tacoma looking for something normal
Looking for that love that gives nostalgia flashbacks
Put it in park, a block away from the park
I don't know sometimes, yeah we can visit that
And I dream about you, a little to much I'll admit it
I'm in love with hella women but this time I'll be forgiving when it's meant
I'll deal it with ASAP like ASAP, face that I'll run in, I'll race that, I'll race that
Upgrade to the rover, you can paint it valentine on valentines, whatever you want I'm hear you find
I'm hear to find when it's all over look to look forward, in the end nothings promised

3 months alone I'm on road
Where you been, promise I'm coming home with it
Rose gold tinted windows on the Passenger side
A dream only a dream
Why my niggas so gone so much for being alive
Fuck what you heard
AP, my semester then it's fuck what you learned 
Cash my first check
No price tag on my worth
Worthless
I was never looking for a purpose
I was born with it

Go ahead and tell them that car was rented
Every mixtape listened comprehend blank statements
Filled with lies, filled with cries based off your decisions, never lived it, never lived your famed image
Be for real, never copped the crib, got two baby mommas getting real nice paychecks
Get the fake models with the skinny lil waists and shoot the music video outa your mamas basement
Respect the grind, not when the lyrics mean nothing
Be for real, shawty don't mean nothing
That's the grind, living how you wanna
Getting drowned while I'm smoking on this marijuana

Same difference I've been with the same niggas
So what the fuck is a feature
Each track hit like berry bonds
You niggas stuck on the bleachers
My niggas don't talk we preach to the Baseheads
Ladders missing, these bitches reaching