(Go, go ,go, go, go)
And the truth is, I don't wanna make a song with none of yall
And the truth is, I don't wanna make a song with none of yall
[?] shoot his fucking face [?]
This a [?] bitch [?]
Talking bout who this bitch you know im yhap you see this shit on feet
You see my fuckin hand my diamonds on me [?]
Im 'posed to get money, Im 'posed to get money rich, yeah
[?]
If i go back broke, then im flipping bricks
We can't go back broke, i worked too hard right for this shit
Im sellin coast to coast, im in the boat, from different areas
[?] n***as don't wanna share
But n***a, i never heard of you, n***a talm bout be weird
N***as suckin, n***as weird, i think i need me some weed
Said the n***as that look up to you, i don't care cause they weird
I love my life, like how i live my life
Cause life, this shit not fair
Every time i [?]
Lil bitch she sitting on my chair
My long chair
I smoked so much [?]
So much fuckin smoke coverin my face look like im not dark
I hit yo hoe, i grab my hoe [?]
(ss, ss, ss)