Not Fun

When the world don't orbit around you?

So what are you gonna do

When the world don't orbit around you?

Ain't it fun

Livin' in the real world?

Ain't it good

Bein' all alone?

Damn, whatever you do, God know how I move

Can't take you a winner if you never gon' lose

I got in my feelings and poured me up a deuce

Runnin' up money, I ain't chasin' no hoe

Don't send me a diss, 'cause the men be on go

Facts, shit blowin', got your money like, whoa

We them type **** might hop out of snow

I remember back then when them bitches was playing

Ain't no dappin' me up, ****, you not my man

Put that shit on, now your bitch on my dick

Go through they block and like soccer, they kick

Ain't it good when I drop 'cause the fans they be boppin'

Bitch thinkin' she hurt me, she don't know that I'm numb

****, I'm fuckin' with Mal, you know he go dumb

Your bitch textin' my phone 'cause she know you a bum

Gonna send you a diss, I'ma hop out on feet

Wanna break up my name but ain't do shit to me

**** ain't get in that car so he not tryna creep

****, I'm a one-man band, you ain't catchin' me deep

Movin' the cars, but I know how I slide

Fuckin' with two times know he gon' glide

Nowhere to be found so you know they gon' hide

****, your bitch on my line she fuck with my vibe

****, your bitch on my line 'cause I'm draggin' my nuts

**** try to get up on me, then I bet he get touched

Mokin' on wax, I ain't mokin' no dust

Just call in my wrist ****, know that it's up

Bitch, said she gon' leave, but I don't give no fuck

****, it's, ****, it's hot shit flyin', your man band up

****'s been geekin' for clout, so I'm keepin' it tough

Coming up where I'm from, God know how I move

Can't take you a winner if you never gon' lose

I got in my feelings and poured me up a deuce

Runnin' up money, I ain't chasin' no hoe

Don't send me a diss, 'cause the men be on go

Facts, shit blowin', got your money like, whoa

We them type **** might hop out of snow

I remember back then when them bitches was playing

Ain't no dappin' me up, ****, you not my man

Put that shit on, now your bitch on my dick

Go through they block and like soccer, they kick

(Ain't it good) yeah

(Bein' all alone?)

Go through they block and like soccer, they

Go through they block and like soccer, they kick

(Where you're from)

(You might be the one who's runnin' things)