I he mad cause he ain't me Maybe cause they ain't been buyin' his shit He performed for free, that, they gotta pay me So tired of money That's how my be (all motherfuckin' day) Instead of hatin' on a player you see one you should try to find out how to be one Cause all that hatin' that you be doin', ain't nothin' You got your H's Stop hoe start hustlin' Lord knows I go in like a curfew Ain't gotta beat ass my success is what really hurt you you a failure homie So rotten I'm startin' to smell ya You shit I just had to tell ya homie
Bitch, why you on my up off my dick You sick cuz I'm gettin' rich You ain't shit You should quit, you ain't shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you ain't sellin' You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch hold me down I'ma stay up Try to cop my Oh ya hear me now, I took a city Now ya fake smile you see me, yeah I'm swervin' in lane H-Town me fame now from nothin', who ya kiddin' Basic press on how I'm livin' could pay for everything you got Actin' like you bossed up but we you not I be gettin' to the money I'm so cool, I'm on the I'm so on fire cool me off need no nigga to tell me I'm poppin' Timmy timmy turner on my Got me feelin' like I'm outta this Got me like a martian Never ever down, hold up now Let me my crown
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you ain't sellin' You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Yeah, you signed so contracts Who you be You do what I don't know, who you confusin' me with? I go, there go your gun My nigga can you it? Nigga you a Victoria told me your secret You a he-bitch, got in with them bitches online Rapper dead and we all Ro did it But Ro really don't mind (I give a fuck) Beat eyebrows off your face boy You must be outta mind I'm outside in driveway I see you peepin' out of your Maserati doin' And just my Wednesday car Too much money I'ma go You like damn I I could get that car Nigga don't you drive a tow Final the car go and get that boy Call me out and show up Tell the ambulan' go and get boy 90,000 in my That's my Chris money You brought me bitch bread I'ma hustla do shit for me I'm on my Frank Lucas I'm givin' all shit away today You hate a nigga could help you pay your shit off layaway
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my up off my dick You sick cuz I'm gettin' rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you ain't sellin' You irrelevant, I'm the