[Nick B]
I ain’t coming down I’m feeling great
Feeling kinda down but now I’m straight
Finally think I’m seeing all their traits
Damn that shits a shame, cause everybody was fake
I think that, I been growing up right now
I think that, I been growing up right now
I think that, I can’t give it up right now
Give it up right now not an option now
And I can’t even lie I got some homies who ain’t doing well
How could I hit their line like I know their feel
Sticking to just what is real
You been tryna play off all these games I tell ‘em go to hell
Now think I might lose it
These days all too lucid
She say the world is doomed and I tell her feel it too so I tell her keep her cool

Tell her keep her cool
Tell her keep hеr cool
Ain’t no such thing as too much money yeah Ain’t no such thing as too much money yеah

[KayCyy]
Ain't no such thing as too much money
Ain't no such thing as too many hoes
I tell that girl to count my shmoney
I tell that girl to count my shmoney
I went Bobby on the tape
I'm going Shmurda on the label
Shot my shot like it’s my last yeah yeah
I tell all my brothers that it's just us
I tried to love but it was lost (Yeah)
You left a mark I broke the curse
Came from the bottom from the dust
Bitch you know I don’t need your love
Spend the whole summer imma make it right back
Thinking that we — this and that
Spent half on my clothes make more racks
Revenge revenge revenge yeah you haters be going tic for tac
Angels they watching over my back
I ain't tripping I’m gone make it right back, home
Make it home
Yeah
Yeah
[Stark]
Why the fuck you lying and you crying
Why I’m sitting here
Fucked up
Bitch I’m dying
Shit get violent
Do you even care?
Take off bitch I’m flying
Always wildin
She can’t help but stare
Silent on an island
Shit got quiet
You weren’t ever there
Nah
Bitch you was fucking never there
Right hand blunt lit
Smoke gelato #2
Tires burning motor roaring
Do 132
Left hand gripping on the wheel
I do 132
How many bands you wanna make?
I want 222
Slap the taste out of your mouth
Pussy what you wanna do
I got dreams I got plans
Trynna see em’ all come true
Ice melting in the rain
Acid swirl on top the drain
Bands accompany the pain
Wings accompany the plane
She accommodate my brain
Lost my mind I went insane
Lost my mind I went insane
Lost my mind I went insane
She accommodate my brain
I lost my mind I went insane