[Verse]
A lot of people say they love me and they don't
A lot of people say I really mean a lot to 'em
A lot people really wanna see me broke though
I guess the rest gon' have to see me lay in my tomb
Why these bitches in they feelings over nothin'
If you ain't have 'em wouldn't really have to worry 'bout it
I see these n***as think they really up to somethin'
But it's whatever ion really gotta worry 'bout it
I need like 4 thousand dollars on me pronto
Real bread honcho
Pink slip
I ran away had to find my own place
Then I met this lul mama told me, "drink this"

[Bridge]
Then she said aye
Why you still stuck in yo ways?
I ain't been livin for days
Not enough pay
Go get your own out my way
Get out my way, ain't no sleepin' today

[Verse 2]
Woke up on the wrong side of bed high as fuck still
Got like 30 texts and some head tryna fuck still
I'm the one who wrote this shit
Get some pussy you pussy, you broke as a bitch
We got benjis a plenty
You stackin yo pennies, I'm petty?
Whateve' she still ride my dick
Why you so broke but yo hate is so rich?
Get off my phone go take care of some shit (Yuh)
I'm the one they wanna see
I got my money, my money got me
Now you heartbroken baby, can't care about you
I don't even care about me
You see

[Pre-Chorus]
And that's what I'm talkin' bout
That's how she walk it out
Thats's why yo pockets drought
But why is you trippin'?
You know the sauce is out
Drippin' like faucet now
Get it, I'm droppin' now
And I'm shit? But you listen so

[Chorus]
Tell me this
Why I be that n***a on every list
And why all them shawtys is hella pissed
And why all my n***as got icy wrists
Wait
Why be so hesitant
All of these n***as irrelevant
None of these n***as is hella rich
Stop talkin, me, I'm on some better shit

[Verse 3]
N***as spent like $20,000 dollars from a check last week
Better come correct that's me
See you doin good, from the hood so you don't impress me
N***as in a all white tee
You think you slick huh?
Runnin' round talkin that shit huh?
We'll see
Cause by the time my n***as get that money, y'all all gon' be flocking to me
Yuh
I spit this shit from the heart, wasn't nobody real down from the start
Thinkin' you played me but i played the part
I got the keys and i still push to start, damn

[Verse 4]
I need way too many fuckin' checks on me
I got way too many fuckin' sets on me
I got way too many tryna check on me
Why these n***as always tryna flex on me?
I don't really get it
I been told these n***as I ain't wit the snitchin' and bitchin' and shit
Like why don't you get it?
If you not girl, you can miss me wit kissin' and dissin' and shit
Damn, whys it like that? Cuz it can
Damn, she say she don't understand
Damn, I had got rid of rockxan
Damn, now I stay countin' my bands