(Damn, Ryder)
Uh, oh, oh, oh
Uh

I told my mama that we good, no matter the situation (Ooh)
Big crib in California, where I'm situated (Ooh)
And everybody think it's cool
because I'm rich and famous (Ooh)
But they will never understand what my pain is
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people say I changed ever since I made it
But they same ones on my line
when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'

I'm done with doin' favors, I'm done with doin' fake shit
I'm done with fuckin' with these bitches, all they do is play me
I'm done with dealing with the pain
I'm out here, getting faded
Then retail therapy, I walk in and I buy the latest
I know this why they hate me
I know this why they mad, seventeen and in my bag
Got it out the mud, they said I wouldn't, always knew I can
I hear all the rumors, but I can't pay attention to that
My foot on the gas, in this 'Rari, I might fuckin' crash

I told my mama that we good, no matter the situation (Oh, oh)
Big crib in California, where I'm situated (Woah, woah, woah)
And everybody think it's cool
because I'm rich and famous (Oh)
But they will never understand what my pain is
(Woah, woah, woah)
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people say I changed ever since I made it
But they same ones on my line
when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'