Niggas started to hate when I started to shine Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn't of let you close 'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score I'm getting paid 'cause I been grindin' In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
Ain't no way could you get my plate after you showed so many flaws Cannot love for me, you don't love yourself you don't know how special you are Ain't no way could I be fake how I played the game so raw When I when posted at that corner store I ain't think I would make it this far But I did, bitch, yeah, I did Wasn't tryna flex I bought my Aventador to live life the greatest Earned my stripes, they hate it Give no fucks, I made it My drip the latest Probably somewhere fuckin' on the baddest I don't even know the bitch but I make her call me daddy I don't even know her but she make me feel happy And how I'm fuckin' on her, woulda thought [?]
Niggas started to hate when I started to shine Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn't of let you close 'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score I'm getting paid 'cause I been grindin' In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
Ain't no point in you even tryna cry Ain't no point explaining if you gon' lie I done gave you chances time after time But you just can't seem to get nothin' right You a thot bitch, you wanna fuck all night You a thot bitch, know you can't be my wife Before I go and chill you I'd rather go and shoot dice Only time a nigga nice when I wanna lay pipe I'ma put her on a flight but I won't take her out her night Girl, I'ma fuck you right but I'm not 'bout to change your life I'm not 'bout to change your life, no, I can't do that Soon as we fuck, I'm sending you back Thought I lost, girl, look how I floss Stepping in Balenci's, we shop at Ross And I ain't worried about the price, baby, I could pay the cost Young spoiled-ass nigga, got designer on my drawers
Niggas started to hate when I started to shine Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn't of let you close 'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score I'm getting paid 'cause I been grindin' In and out of state, I'm jumping back from coast to coast Only worried about the dough, ain't worried about a ho I ain't cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke