Chrous:
I will never trust a soul
I keep a pole on my waist
I never love a hoe
Get the fuck out my face
I just want to get this money
Stack it up to the roof
They look at you hella funny when you got better views
Never switch for a bitch
Never turn on your bro
When you feel the pressure hit
Got to stay ten toes
I had clothes
People fold when that money came in
So I scheme on the low when I don't say shit

Verse 1:
Nah
Know I don't say shit
Cuz if I smile in your facе
Lowkey, I hate you exist
So I plop on my lonеly and smoke on this gas
I ain't got no fucking homies
I've left that in the past
Throw that shit to the birds
And kick that bitch to the curve
Got a split for the herbs
And a heart full of hurt
I ain't perfect I know
I've never claim that I was
See on the surface I'm cold
And I will do what I must
Put the food on my plate
Make sure my people are straight
Suck a dick if you hate
You never had stomach aches
Cuz you still haven't ate
There no bread in the bank
And feel the rain comin down
Got nowhere to stay
You relate?
Nah
I really doubt you probably can
Run your mouth while I countin up these fuckin bands
I'm the fuckin man
Ask your bitch about me
Ain't no other plans
Fuck anyone else who doubts me
Chrous:
I will never trust a soul
I keep a pole on my waist
I never love a hoe
Get the fuck out my face
I just want to get this money
Stack it up to the roof
They look at you hella funny when you got better views
Never switch for a bitch
Never turn on your bro
When you feel the pressure hit
Got to stay ten toes
I had clothes
People fold when that money came in
So I scheme on the low when I don't say shit