[Lyrics From Snippet]

[Intro]
(Ayo, Ian)
You know it's all
Woo, woah
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
I do this for all of the n***as that show me love (Yeah)
I do this for all of the women that took me in that mud, early love (Yeah)
I spill my heart 'round these instrumentals talkin' 'bout love
Tried cryin' to god, but I didn't hear anybody talkin' above (Talkin' above)
What the fuck would a lil' ass n***a like me know about love?
I know I gotta give you some in exchange for that, girl you tryna' steal my trust (Stealing my trust)
Tryna get your wings in, tryna' do it all with the lust, huh
If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah
I shoot for the moon, my head stuck up in the clouds, I never was done, huh
Text me "What you doin'?", I'll fly to you girl right now, we switchin' the times up
How I got all this shit right now, I got bags on bags, I wind up

[Verse]
Cash, we havin' to count it up
Got sticks, can't catch on the cameras
Hoes on me, and I'm all familiar, I thought they were familiar
I'm tryna stay out of the drama and all of the cappin' and all of the weird stuff
N***a, I hear this heart ripped out too many times, I'm still tryna heal up
They don't feel us, but they call us the bad guy, how is that still up?
Anything, young n***a bought you a bag, I thought it was real love
Givenchy, Paris on me, stick got 'em saggin' down, and it's real low
Fuck it, I'm out in the jeans, I turned up some molly, now it's real love
I got the ammo with me, sticks I was—