Tripped, tripped out the sack now I'm getting money back

I'm doing good but the bitch need a honey pack

Everything a joke till I'm getting my funny back

Ugh, tripped

Now I'm tripping off dirt tryna get my Kid Cudi back

Tripping off Smurk, cause this really only OTF

Tripping since birth, put hole where his tummy at

**** umbilical

Keep 8 poles in the grip like tentacle

**** brain slow, he don't know it's chemical

Joint on the hip, when it hit, it's pivotal

Mixed Seminole

I ain't really fucking with y'all in general

Cash all your checks on a mf mineral

That's why you mad in the mf literal

You **** ain't right you some mf liberals

I ain't got time, give your bed to the criminals

I ain't got time, on your head in intervals

If you ain't meeting then it's dead like I'm in the Rolls (ghost)

Gimme that brain I'll teach you a lesson let's trade

I was e in the streets, no K, just follow the road that I paved

Side walking sideways on the page

Side piece in my jeans while on stage

Leave a note for the stagehand

Bring me Diet Coke, no grey can

Bring me dying hope, my smile fading

I was rocking with it, watched the ceiling cave in

Where my money at? Where an even payment?

Life balance out like my bank statement

All my **** still live in the basement

Finding the way out, is deeper than finding the stairs

I still order takeout, fuck Uber Eats and they unreasonable fares

I'm looking for pay out, even watch for a lick but it still isn't there

Ain't no keeping my pace now, collect what I hold I hope that it double my shares