[Intro: Lil Gass]
Whoo
Hey man (yeah)
Whole lotta mothafuckin' drip goin' on, man, for real
(hey man, Li'l Gass, Li'l Gass)
Shout out my boy, the Finnesser (for real man)
Shout out my brothers, Dope Gang
Shout out all my real brothers out there
For real, let's get it
Hey, hey you ever feel like you finna quit and shit
Don't ever give up, for real
Never, never give up
Li'l Gass
Li'l Gass, Lil Gass for president (whoo, bitch)
For real

[Chorus: Lil Gass]
I'm telling myself that I gotta go win (gang)
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins (for all of my sins)
Don't say sorry then do it again (whoo)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
I'm telling myself that I gotta go win (nah man, for real)
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins
Don't say sorry then do it again (doo doo doo doo)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends (whoo whoo)
I'm telling myself that I gotta go win (gang)
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins (all of my sins)
Don't say sorry then do it again (whoo)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
I'm telling myself that I gotta go win (nah man, for real)
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins (for all of my sins)
Don't say sorry then do it again (doo doo doo doo)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends

[Verse 1: Lil Gass]
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
I had no money, it was hard to maintain (for real)
If you chasing that paper, we on that same page (for real)
She calling me now, tell that bitch it's too late
Diamonds on me, drippin' look like a lake
I gotta watch out 'cause these people two-faced (watch out)
Bitch I'm so fly, bitch, I'm flyer then space (for real)
I stay with that gas, Lil Gass is my name (Lil Gass)
I fuck that bitch then I go (go)
Diamonds on me look like snow (snow)
I smoke a backwood with yo ho (with yo ho)
I gotta get money, bankroll (bankroll, bankroll)
Pull up in a coupe with the Draco (Draco)
I don't give a fuck what they say so (fuck)
I talk to Yung Cash thru the payphone (payphone)
He telling me fuck hoes, chase dough (chase dough)
If you ain't tryna win, what you here for (what you here for?)
I ride in the coupe, screamin' fuck the po' (ride in the coupe)
I kept the faith even though I was broke (bitch!)
I only chase money, I do not chase hoes (nah, for reals)
Fuck a waiver, I cannot sell my soul (Lil Gass)
I remember when I said that before ('fo)
I had to get it, had no other road (doo doo doo doo)
Bitch, my flow hot like the stove (doo doo doo doo)

[Chorus: Lil Gass & King Finesse]
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins
Don't say sorry then do it again
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins (yeah)
Don't say sorry then do it again (Finesser)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends (hey, yeah)

[Verse 2: King Finesse]
I'm tellin' myself I'm 'gon win
Forgive me for all of my sins
I'm prayin' for all of my mens
I'm just tryna pull up in that Benz
Sometimes I don't know what to do
All I spit is true shit in the booth
I'm up in the air like E.T
You don't know what I'm goin' thru, yeah (you don't know)
You don't feel my pain, you don't what I'm goin' thru, yeah (oh)
I been feelin' real real down, (no)
King Finesse is comin' up, yeah (oh yeah)
King Finesse I'm focused on a mil
Gotta pay these bills (please God)
All this sauce I spill (please God)
In the streets, man I'm in the field, yeah, yeah
Hard times made me into a man (made me to a man, yeah)
Hard times had me really in a jam (had me in a jam) yeah, yeah
I'm tryna change my life, I gotta pay the price
(please God, please God)
I'm goin' hard for Dope Gang (yeah, yeah)
I'm goin' hard for my squad (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Lil Gass]
In love with the money, I married that shit (whoo, whoo)
They want me to lose, they want me to quit (for real)
I gotta stay focused, I gotta get rich (I gotta stay focused)
I gotta get mine, 'cause this life is a bitch (bitch, bitch)
I'm tryna stack my paper high like a cliff (whoo)
I jump in the foreign, then pick up yo bitch (pick up yo bitch)
(shout out all my real brothers out there, for real)

[Chorus: Lil Gass & King Finesse]
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins
Don't say sorry, then do it again
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins
Don't say sorry, then do it again
I'm telling myself that I gotta go win (gang)
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins (for all of my sins)
Don't say sorry then do it again (whoo)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends
I'm telling myself that I gotta go win (nah man, for real)
Forgive me, forgive me for all of myself sins (whoo, whoo, whoo)
Don't say sorry then do it again (doo doo doo doo)
I'm tryna make money, not tryna make friends