[Intro]
So what we tryna do
Uh huh
Yo wait, it's my friend's birthday
Happy birthday to that dude I guess

[Chorus]
I’m so ignorant
Hate people who act innocent
Lesson learnt
Less to burn
More to earn
That’s just how it goes, you feel me
I’m so ignorant
Hate people who act innocent
Tables turn
Bridges burn
More to earn
That’s just how it goes, you feel me

[Verse 1]
I’m a billionaire playboy philanthropist
Audi in the garage and ice on my wrist
G Wagon in the back as a display piece
GMC Yukon Denali with the keys
Huh, what, and I’m celebrating
And I’m elevating bitch I do be educating
And I’m levitating, it’s exhilarating
And I’m always rating music that I’m circulating
Most hated, underrated, happy belated
These days birthdays are more exclusive than usual
It’s usually celebrated with a much bigger circle
I don’t know man I must be delusional
But as you grow, you realise a smaller circle
Is most definitely more suitable and casual
And just a visual picture them at your funeral
Cause they’d prolly fight over your wealth like juveniles
Then proceed to worship all of it like rituals
Cause we all just some selfish individuals
Money struck in our eyes and we’re immovable
This is not to be confused, you just delusional
[Chorus]
I’m so ignorant
Hate people who act innocent
Lesson learnt
Less to burn
More to earn
That’s just how it goes, you feel me
I’m so ignorant
Hate people who act innocent
Tables turn
Bridges burn
More to earn
That’s just how it goes, you feel me

[Verse 2]
Address all these questions with more questions
What y’all want from me, take back the questions
Media one sided, know their intentions
Too good to be true for me to seek attention
More drinks, I pour ‘em up for everyone
Button beeps while I dial random anyones
Pick a girl for yourself fam, then marry one
Blue lights all ahead of me like Obi-Wan
Feeling like I’m General Hong or Genghis Kan
Kill all mankind just for me to end this one
But really, would it make much of a difference
Or was it more for my own personal preference
I’d shoot my shot before National Service title
And if I miss I’d come back and do it again
But girl just know that this time, I’m doing it with a rifle
So please don’t be surprised if that day was really your final
Cold hearted animal, what I do for survival
I’m staying Idle, don’t worship me like some idol
Ya’ll bitches in so much of denial of being my rival
When I’m all up against you with my gun aimed at your vital
[Outro]
I guess that’s just the cycle
Yeah, more to earn in life
More to earn in life, yeah