Interlude
I ain't gotta say shit my dog he really with it
If that bitch a rider you know I'm gonna spend it
I cant trust these niggas they liars they wearing fitteds
I be in the game and you know I'm really winning
All these feelings stuck in my head they gotta go
I'm just tryna win a fucking grammy for the bros
And you know I put in work everyday I'm on the road
I just want some vvs
Going on the tv
These niggas cant believe me
These niggas cant believe me
You got one life to live so go live it up
And these niggas steady hating I don't give a fuck
I don't got no feelings my heart it been a fire
I don't trust these bitches they treeshing I swear they liars
New drip im flyer
Let me remind em
I pray my niggas don't die young
All my niggas with me swear we gonna take a trip
Pouring up some henny told that bitch to take a sip
I ain't four pf but my pockets they full of shit
And you know we're getting lit
And you know we're getting rich
I ain't gotta say shit my dog he really with it
If that bitch a rider you know I'm gonna spend it
I cant trust these niggas they liars they wearing fitteds
I be in the game and you know I'm really winning
All these feelings stuck in my head they gotta go
I'm just tryna win a fucking Grammy for the bros
And you know I put in work everyday I'm on the road
Yea I'm still here never leaving
If that bitch a rider you know I'm gonna spend it
I cant trust these niggas they liars they wearing fitteds
I be in the game and you know I'm really winning
All these feelings stuck in my head they gotta go
I'm just tryna win a fucking grammy for the bros
And you know I put in work everyday I'm on the road
I just want some vvs
Going on the tv
These niggas cant believe me
These niggas cant believe me
You got one life to live so go live it up
And these niggas steady hating I don't give a fuck
I don't got no feelings my heart it been a fire
I don't trust these bitches they treeshing I swear they liars
New drip im flyer
Let me remind em
I pray my niggas don't die young
All my niggas with me swear we gonna take a trip
Pouring up some henny told that bitch to take a sip
I ain't four pf but my pockets they full of shit
And you know we're getting lit
And you know we're getting rich
I ain't gotta say shit my dog he really with it
If that bitch a rider you know I'm gonna spend it
I cant trust these niggas they liars they wearing fitteds
I be in the game and you know I'm really winning
All these feelings stuck in my head they gotta go
I'm just tryna win a fucking Grammy for the bros
And you know I put in work everyday I'm on the road
Yea I'm still here never leaving
Credits
Writer(s): Mj Hanley
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