Childish Acting
I'm upset
Not cuz I got money
Not cuz bitches wet
Cuz I'm rich
She gone drop shit low
She gone make it fit
Take a lick
Niggas ain't on shit
Wish they had my drip
Throwing fits
Bro is grown as fuck but acting like a kid
Money making off the powder
Fetti make em climb a tower
I ain't fucking witchu bitches
Who be living life and living like a coward
Feel like Kanye with the power
My time is more than just an hour
My label want me slowing down on
All these fucking songs I got too many albums
Weed purple like chowder
I keep on smoking on my doubters
They keep on trynna turn me down
But I ain't going down I'm only getting louder
My momma wouldn't be that proud of
The things I'm doing when I'm out there
But I just had to get the money
Had to get the bread had to get the flour
Mixing it up now I got 100's and 100's in cash
Mixing it up niggas be mad cuz the shit that I have
You could come try yo luck but I promise you won't get to this bag
Stack it all and put it all in a stash
I don't even trust the bank wit this cash
I'm upset
Not cuz I got money
Not cuz bitches wet
Cuz I'm rich
She gone drop shit low
She gone make it fit
Take a lick
Niggas ain't on shit
Wish they had my drip
Throwing fits
Bro is grown as fuck but acting like a kid
Base bumping like my brothers when they wit the thumpers
Dare a niggas try to take us we gone dump em
My brother said when he be sending shots that he be dunking
Yo brothers kinda like titanic they sunken
I promise you ain't dodging shit wit that ducking
But I know niggas like to quack
The way you keep on tweaking really
Got me thinking that you started crack
They don't ever listen
I don't really get it why they never hear the facts
Speed racing going fast
Leaving people in the past
I know they only getting wet
Cuz they see the likes and they see the checks
This problem really hard to fix
Till I take em in and they get the dick
I know that real recognize real so I ended up wit all these vets
You pull up you won't need a vest
All my fucking brothers aiming for the head
Yeah they got me
I'm upset
Not cuz I got money
Not cuz bitches wet
Cuz I'm rich
She gone drop shit low
She gone make it fit
Take a lick
Niggas ain't on shit
Wish they had my drip
Throwing fits
Bro is grown as fuck but acting like a kid
Not cuz I got money
Not cuz bitches wet
Cuz I'm rich
She gone drop shit low
She gone make it fit
Take a lick
Niggas ain't on shit
Wish they had my drip
Throwing fits
Bro is grown as fuck but acting like a kid
Money making off the powder
Fetti make em climb a tower
I ain't fucking witchu bitches
Who be living life and living like a coward
Feel like Kanye with the power
My time is more than just an hour
My label want me slowing down on
All these fucking songs I got too many albums
Weed purple like chowder
I keep on smoking on my doubters
They keep on trynna turn me down
But I ain't going down I'm only getting louder
My momma wouldn't be that proud of
The things I'm doing when I'm out there
But I just had to get the money
Had to get the bread had to get the flour
Mixing it up now I got 100's and 100's in cash
Mixing it up niggas be mad cuz the shit that I have
You could come try yo luck but I promise you won't get to this bag
Stack it all and put it all in a stash
I don't even trust the bank wit this cash
I'm upset
Not cuz I got money
Not cuz bitches wet
Cuz I'm rich
She gone drop shit low
She gone make it fit
Take a lick
Niggas ain't on shit
Wish they had my drip
Throwing fits
Bro is grown as fuck but acting like a kid
Base bumping like my brothers when they wit the thumpers
Dare a niggas try to take us we gone dump em
My brother said when he be sending shots that he be dunking
Yo brothers kinda like titanic they sunken
I promise you ain't dodging shit wit that ducking
But I know niggas like to quack
The way you keep on tweaking really
Got me thinking that you started crack
They don't ever listen
I don't really get it why they never hear the facts
Speed racing going fast
Leaving people in the past
I know they only getting wet
Cuz they see the likes and they see the checks
This problem really hard to fix
Till I take em in and they get the dick
I know that real recognize real so I ended up wit all these vets
You pull up you won't need a vest
All my fucking brothers aiming for the head
Yeah they got me
I'm upset
Not cuz I got money
Not cuz bitches wet
Cuz I'm rich
She gone drop shit low
She gone make it fit
Take a lick
Niggas ain't on shit
Wish they had my drip
Throwing fits
Bro is grown as fuck but acting like a kid
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Writer(s): William Oshodin
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