[Verse 1: Pouya]
They say to live in the present but at the moment I'm stressing
Too many pressure building situations I've been dealing with daily
But still, I find a way to swerve in and out that bullshit
Gotta keep my pockets fat and always have my chin up
I know these rappers waiting for me to slip up, know they can't beat me
Get your money right before you see me, or leave me to be
I'm in way too deep, won't be no backstrokes
Bitch, don't fuck up my cashflow
I'm trynna emulate Warren Buffett with the real estate
Too many so-called friends
How do I know? Why can't I see who there for me?
Am I the man that I was always meant to be
This life is tough, everybody chasing nuts
Enough is never enough, yuh

[Interlude: Lu baby]
Bitch, give me my money
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 2: Lu baby]
Pussy boy, I'm a singer, I do not yell
I just put my hands on that boy and he fell
My baby mama mad 'cause they blowin' up my cell
They don't know who they fucking with, I'm straight outta hell
Your girl got her fingers on me like some braille (Oh she touchy, touchy)
Watch that bitch buckle, I'm under that belt (Oh she touchy, touchy)
Lu baby like a Cupid, baby girl, can't you tell?
Only got one life, little boy, get out your shell, hey
[Outro: Lu baby]
I might love you now
But I might change my mind
I might change my mind (Yeah, uh)
I might take my life next time
Now get in line (Tell 'em)
Now get in line (Lu baby, yeah)