Told you
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I don't want no new friends
I don't wanna lose friend
I be minding my own business
I don't want no new friends
I be minding my own business
Making money different
I stay real no pretendzz
I got glock on my defense
See no nia gone snitch here
You ain't never catch me trippin
I only speak bout the money (Money)
Nine figures in the morning
Same thing in the evening (Evenly)
Got my seven digit imma boss now
Bitch love, I don't think off
Stay off my lane
Stay off (Stay off)
Money love i can't get a enough
Had no love when I was broke
I got tha bag now I make them choke
No rest no sleep lord knows
Blow the pain in the air like a smoke
Cause my fire so hot can't cool
Can't cool
Can't cool ooooo
I know you ain't real
I know you ain't real
I know you ain't real
I know you ain't real
But i still knows
Yeah yeah but i still know ohh ohh yeah yeah
Want my money long like a bamboo
It's me against the world nigga screw you
Bring it up ni*ga ain't never gonna lose
Never lose yeeh
Never lose yeeh
I'm playing like a defense
Gat glock as my defense
Reminiscing bout who pretend
Three sixty four days trenches hold me yeah
Can't never let nobody take my place
Ain't sneeze here
Rolling up my map, like a war zone
I took betrayal personal
Cause my sh*t is so real
You know you ain't real
You know you ain't real
You know you ain't real
You know you ain't real
But I still know
Why yo call on me if ain't bout money? (Money)
My ni*ga winning I told him stay low key
Stay woke,stay broke
I ain't sleeping
Lil n*gga,he stumbled, he fumbled
Y'all niggas just rumbled
Real o'gs never told us nothin in advancing
N*gga told me I can never make it
Yeah I'm like n*gga now I made it (Made it)
Changing many b*tches like I won
I gotta fuck the world raw like harder
Can't nobody see me louder
Changing up imma rapper
I can't never think of a murderer
Too many nightmares
I had to get ma ass in a focus
Having this long digits
And staying lowkey, staying lowkey, staying lowkeeeey
Yeeh yeehh
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I told you (Told you)
I don't want no new friends
I don't wanna lose friend
I be minding my own business
I don't want no new friends
I be minding my own business
Making money different
I stay real no pretendzz
I got glock on my defense
See no nia gone snitch here
You ain't never catch me trippin
I only speak bout the money (Money)
Nine figures in the morning
Same thing in the evening (Evenly)
Got my seven digit imma boss now
Bitch love, I don't think off
Stay off my lane
Stay off (Stay off)
Money love i can't get a enough
Had no love when I was broke
I got tha bag now I make them choke
No rest no sleep lord knows
Blow the pain in the air like a smoke
Cause my fire so hot can't cool
Can't cool
Can't cool ooooo
I know you ain't real
I know you ain't real
I know you ain't real
I know you ain't real
But i still knows
Yeah yeah but i still know ohh ohh yeah yeah
Want my money long like a bamboo
It's me against the world nigga screw you
Bring it up ni*ga ain't never gonna lose
Never lose yeeh
Never lose yeeh
I'm playing like a defense
Gat glock as my defense
Reminiscing bout who pretend
Three sixty four days trenches hold me yeah
Can't never let nobody take my place
Ain't sneeze here
Rolling up my map, like a war zone
I took betrayal personal
Cause my sh*t is so real
You know you ain't real
You know you ain't real
You know you ain't real
You know you ain't real
But I still know
Why yo call on me if ain't bout money? (Money)
My ni*ga winning I told him stay low key
Stay woke,stay broke
I ain't sleeping
Lil n*gga,he stumbled, he fumbled
Y'all niggas just rumbled
Real o'gs never told us nothin in advancing
N*gga told me I can never make it
Yeah I'm like n*gga now I made it (Made it)
Changing many b*tches like I won
I gotta fuck the world raw like harder
Can't nobody see me louder
Changing up imma rapper
I can't never think of a murderer
Too many nightmares
I had to get ma ass in a focus
Having this long digits
And staying lowkey, staying lowkey, staying lowkeeeey
Yeeh yeehh
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Writer(s): Yanga Tega
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