For You

Drippin' Dasani
Her name is Molly
She think I'm a star
She tryna walk behind me
Leading with my heart while killing my privacy
My shoes are pricey, my clothes not much
I stopped wearing Armani cuz I got the fòs
Chiefing with my posse, got a lecture my pops
I wanna marry, I'm tryna find love
I need more privacy
Stack it up, I must

Uh, uh, uhhhh
Uhhhh, uhhhh
Uh, uh, uhhhh
Uhhhh, uhhhh

Run it up while I can
While I stack it up, wait a minute
Count it up, run the digits
A million ways that Ima get a million
Million, million
Millions, I'm dreaming
Dreaming right before I got my cut
Trippin' while I P.O this loot
Olive green Givenchy boots
I had to pass cuz I prefer the Loubs
She see the yucks, she going fou
We taking trips to pick fancy suits
I'm tryna be famous
Bachelor's degree, I'm tryna use
I don't want your zeb, it's poots
Tryna get baguettes, I'm cute
I'm tryna look in the mirror
Echelon drip, I'm possessed
Won't go too crazy, I promise
I had to stick to my roots
Rosary on my neck, I'm still a gook
I don't got everything to lose

I can't hide it no more
I been down for way too long
I feel like that I should roar
Blood and sweat done made me strong
I got scars, you don't even know it
I've been drained, stuck in the toilet
Didn't know how to go through it
Been the shit, guess I ain't know it
Just like gas prices, now I'm up
I can't sleep till the check drops
Two-door Porsche in the parking lot
I can't drive till the top drop
I'm too driven, don't need no car
Came from the dirt, now I'm a star
Got a Shure mic cause a nigga certain
Laser on the scope if a nigga lurkin'
I can't die till I reach my purpose
My last dream making me nervous
Saw myself, I ain't even noticed
Keep on running, don't know where I'm headed
On my momma, swear Ima do it
On my momma, swear Ima get it (I swear, I swear, whew)

Drippin' Dasani
Her name is Molly
Uhhhh, uhhhh
Uh, uh, uhhhh
Uhhhh, uhhhh