[Intro]
Drum Dummie
I got like, real shit, you gon learn life, you feel me, you gon stay behind, for real
N***as tryna come up, n***as tryna move forward
Fuck all that other shit, you know
I ain’t have time for that
N***as really gettin' money
Keepin you fake hoes and these fake n***as out my face, I’m tired

[Chorus]
Had to throw my AP on, I ain’t got time for fake hoes
I was taught to go chase that money, ain’t got time to chase hoes
Gotta keep that thing right by my side because I can’t go
I done made so much money but I just wanna make more
Just slide that Benz, I want a Wraith though
Still settin' these trends, yeah, I got fates ho
You ain’t never come around with pockets, won’t touch it
Now you only come around cause a n***a got dusty
Fell in love wit the block, still on a n***a, fuck it
N***as want my face so I can’t tuck it, no

[Verse 1]
I stuffed my bowls up with veggies, I don’t need nobody
And ain’t no telling where I’m headed, I don’t need no pilot
I know they’re killing about me, my youngins so violent
This cookie pack I smoke so loud, I don’t hear nobody
Why would I Wraith a bitch, these hoes be out here fucking already
I’m smoking premium gas, that you that you smoke be unleaded
Pockets on big bitch, I guess that’s why she fuck with me heavy
Yeah, that’s a stick stick, one false move and this shit can get deadly
I lose my mind, you lose your life
I guess we both lost
Gotta keep my steel 'cause I ain’t going, I at no cost
Ever since I got that check, I cannot keep these hoes off
I just popped a Xan and poured a four, I’m bout to doze off, yeah
[Chorus]
Had to throw my AP on, I ain’t got time for fake hoes
I was taught to go chase that money, ain’t got time to chase hoes
Gotta keep that thing right by my side because I can’t go
I done made so much money but I just wanna make more
Just slide that Benz, I want a Wraith though
Still settin' these trends, yeah, I got fates ho
You ain’t never come around with pockets, won’t touch it
Now you only come around cause a n***a got dusty
Fell in love wit the block, still on a n***a, fuck it
N***as want my face so I can’t tuck it, no

[Verse 2]
Better watch yo dawg 'cause they can line you any minute
Heard a n***a say that he was looking for me
You can find me in these Trenches
I know I’m blessed, but Lord forgive me 'cause I’m sinning
I ain’t worried bout these bitches, I’m just being bout my business
I know some n***as on that block, selling rocks, tryin' make it shake
All it takes is one Cashapp and them hitters'll come and take your face
If I lose my food then guess what pussy n***a Imma come and take yo plate
I call this .45 R&B 'cause when it blow that bitch gon sing like Drake
I still got blood all on my shoes and I can’t wash it out
I’m the type to pull up on your bitch and let her top me off
You run on me, pussy I’m gon let it squeeze
Now that n***a resting in peace, yeah
[Chorus]
Had to throw my AP on, I ain’t got time for fake hoes
I was taught to go chase that money, ain’t got time to chase hoes
Gotta keep that thing right by my side because I can’t go
I done made so much money but I just wanna make more
Just slide that Benz, I want a Wraith though
Still settin' these trends, yeah, I got fates ho
You ain’t never come around with pockets, won’t touch it
Now you only come around cause a n***a got dusty
Fell in love wit the block, still on a n***a, fuck it
N***as want my face so I can’t tuck it, no