(Chorus)
This shit like school to me the way i'm learning to deal with this pain
She like a pool to me cause she wet just like some rain
Think about money so much i hurt my brain
Even if [?] can't hide my chain
Gotta bust my AP down can't do plain Jane
When i was just a jit i was bumping am and Wayne
Had no love in these streets these n***as got hateful ways
Got income n***a get money twenty different ways
After i drop this song imma go get laid
After i drop this song imma go get paid
Can't make no trash, cause a n***a gotta spit these flames
Just like Lillard imma shoot from long long range

(Verse)
Can't lose no fight got my hands up to par
Putting Runtz in a paper i don't use no cigar
Burning Purpe Ether got me going up to Neptune
Taking out the trash in some LV house shoes
Weighing up exotic while my daughter watching cartoons
These n***as cold they don't give a fuck about you
D&G t-shirt got it out of New york
Eating two ways like a n***a played two sports
Lil ass n***a yo money be too short
Stuffing these ziplocks with my cohort
I can see the envy like binoculars
She gone let me hit cause I got a lot of followers
N***a gotta trap gotta feed my toddler
Racks in my jeans got me walking real wobbly
That ain't real gold yeah n***a that copper
Half a ton shipment
I can bring California to your city
Got yo big homie coming re-ing up with me
And you know a n***a gotta win like Dixie
Waiting on the indoor got a high ticket
All these low dips got me getting richer
Running up them racks just me and my n***a
My bitch in trade school
I was selling in grade school
Made it out im thankful
My life amaze you
When i left my ex
She text me i hate you
Did a couple hoes so dirty
I know they ain't for gave me
Gotta give a shout out to the streets my pops ain't raise me
She say she feeling just like future come and save me
Imma be a billionare one day just like Jay-Z
(Chorus)
This shit like school to me the way i'm learning to deal with this pain
She like a pool to me cause she wet just like some rain
Think about money so much i hurt my brain
Even if [?] can't hide my chain
Gotta bust my AP down can't do plain Jane
When i was just a jit i was bumping am and Wayne
Had no love in these streets these n***as got hateful ways
Got income n***a get money twenty different ways
After i drop this song imma go get laid
After i drop this song imma go get paid
Can't make no trash, cause a n***a gotta spit these flames
Just like Lillard imma shoot from long long range