Not a kid got money
Everybody wanna part a me
Their hand out, palm up
But homie you not part a me
You ain’t even know my first name
Said you ain’t even know my first name
Pussy I don’t know you, know you
Yeah you talking like I owe you, owe you?
Yeah pussy I don’t know you, know you
So why you talking like I owe you, owe you
Okay, tryna take my mind off being Calo
With all this pussy can’t believe I haven’t drowned tho
I’m the man yeah you wouldn’t understand tho
They want my name next to the X
They got me melcolm
But I ain’t singed a deal unless it’s 7 figures
So much money in my jeans, don’t want the denim rippin’
All these rappers goin’ easy. How they let me win it
Oh, it’s just because I’m in it see I’m blessed and gifted
And I’m the best they witness
And you can test my digits
To see these numbers don’t lie
Direct and vintage
Honestly I have a noble top 20
I ain’t bluffing, I’m for real
Can feel that I be wealthy
Squad full of generals. No room for soilders
No room for talking back. And no room for bogus
Cause we on that real shit
Tell me how you feel bitch
Never hold my tongue, use my vocals steel grip
Ooh I’m hot
My words pierce like a dart
And ooh they sharp
I ain’t playing no games
I ain’t playing no games
Not a kid got money
Everybody wanna part a me
Their hand out, palm up
But homie you not part a me
You ain’t even know my first name
Said you ain’t even know my first name
Pussy I don’t know you, know you
Yeah you talking like I owe you, owe you?
Yeah pussy I don’t know you, know you
So why you talking like I owe you, owe you?
And when I’m feeling low
They just come to hype me
Cmon little man, you can do it go and fight B
You’ve came far from day one
Played hard
Stuck to it
Pushed thru it
So stay calm yeah
That’s the shit that keeps me going
That’s the shit that keeps me flowing
I’m the kid that all them know of
I’ve been popping
Been muting all my calls
Been pushing thru it all
Been moving thru them walls