[Verse 1]
Basically, all the fake love get away from me (Yeah)
Lately I been focused on the bag, so don't play with me
Just because I fucked a couple nights don't mean you stay with me
It ain’t like if I go get a sentence you gon' wait for me (I know)
Top down, stand up on the pedal, brodie racin' me (Yeah)
Tell lil' momma, "Blow me like a blunt, baby, face me" (Come here)
I can see the smirk from the thoughts of just erasing it (Yeah, aight)
N***a go'n head, do your thing, ain't no hatin' me
N***a say he got 'em for what? I got 'em less
Brodie said he taking 'em where? Why not invest? (No comment)
I was standing in the fire, I ain't have no business
Bitch, ain't no going back and forth, I ain't playing no tennis (Never)
Steady serving out the rental with my mind on a million
How can I get 'em out the streets? I'm tired of losing my n***as
Living with a broken heart, I shedded tears 'bout bruh
Next day the bag landing and it still got sold
I rather cut her off 'cause n***as kill 'bout hoes
I watched you love her with your money and she still my ho (Yeah)
She wanna fuck and I won't even hit her (Nope)
I said, "I told you I never need a bitch before you need a n***a" (Remember)
Ride with me while I meet a n***a (Ha)
It's just a play just to show all the cheese that a n***a getting
I missed the road, man, it's been a minute (Man)
When you gone, n***as playing with the bag, so I'm never single (Never)
To really know me is to understand me
To really know what I really been through when I'm still standing (Real talk)
N***as acting like they threw me when I didn't have it (Nothin')
I was standing on the side watching n***as laughing
[Interlude]
Look how these bitches treat you when you ain’t got no motherfuckin' money
Fuck that, look at how these n***as treat you when you don't got no motherfuckin' money
N***a, keep grinding, fuck these n***as, live for yourself, you heard me?
Motherfuckers always playing crazy
Fuck it up and run it back up on n***as
Shit ain’t nothin' to a real n***a
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I hear the snakes hissing
Really not really 'cause I'm playin' with the blender
It's a hard life when you playin' wit that pistol (Yeah)
Pray for my goon
Paranoid when we out, fightin' demons from the shit he blew
It ain't no fit then a shit or two
All I got to do is make one call just to get it through
You wanna know? Well, I'm living proof
All I know is no excuses, anything else get excused (For real)
I'm pouring drank, I'm feeling screwed
Having visions of me swimming in that money like my n***a Scrooge (Like my n***a)
She call me broke, these bitches rude (Huh)
I can pay your rent from March 'til December, bitch, don't get confused (Real talk)
Smoking to my name, put a bag back on me
Some of my n***as turned to killers, they will Mad Max on you (Huh)
I been chilling, but don't make me put your stash back on me
I'm on the 'Gram flashing racks, fuck a flashback, homie (Fuck that shit)
I'm in the bar with that bag back on me, that four-nickel (Bah)
In traffic with that bag back on me, I got a issue (Real talk)
I swear I tried to quit, but it's sucking me in
I done served everything, but never fucked up a bean (Never)
She on my dick, so what's up with your friend? I want 'em both (Both)
What would you really do for that paper? I wanna know
I can't count how many times n***as stabbed my back
It's overlapping all the times n***as had my back