SITUATION
(Damn, Ryder)
Uh, oh, oh, oh
Uh
I told my mama that we good, no matter the situation
Big crib in California, where I'm situated
And e'rybody think it's cool because I'm rich and famous
But they will never understand what my pain is
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people say I changed ever since I made it
But they the same ones on my line when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'
I'm done with doin' favors, I'm done with doin' fake shit
I'm done with fuckin' with these bitches, all they do is play me
I'm done with dealing with the pain, I'm out here, getting faded
Then retail therapy, I walk in and I buy the latest
I know this why they hate me
I know this why they mad, 17 and in my bag
Got it out the mud, they said I wouldn't, always knew I can
I hear all the rumors, but I can't pay attention to that
My foot on the gas, in this 'Rari, I might fuckin' crash
I told my mama that we good, no matter the situation
Big crib in California, where I'm situated
And e'rybody think it's cool because I'm rich and famous
But they will never understand what my pain is
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people say I changed ever since I made it
But they the same ones on my line when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'
Uh, oh, oh, oh
Uh
I told my mama that we good, no matter the situation
Big crib in California, where I'm situated
And e'rybody think it's cool because I'm rich and famous
But they will never understand what my pain is
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people say I changed ever since I made it
But they the same ones on my line when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'
I'm done with doin' favors, I'm done with doin' fake shit
I'm done with fuckin' with these bitches, all they do is play me
I'm done with dealing with the pain, I'm out here, getting faded
Then retail therapy, I walk in and I buy the latest
I know this why they hate me
I know this why they mad, 17 and in my bag
Got it out the mud, they said I wouldn't, always knew I can
I hear all the rumors, but I can't pay attention to that
My foot on the gas, in this 'Rari, I might fuckin' crash
I told my mama that we good, no matter the situation
Big crib in California, where I'm situated
And e'rybody think it's cool because I'm rich and famous
But they will never understand what my pain is
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people say I changed ever since I made it
But they the same ones on my line when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'
Credits
Writer(s): Khaled Rohaim, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard, Isaiah Valmont, Ryder Thornton Johnson
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