OK, KMoney

I swear imma be real

Told him sip like imma be real

(Sipping drank)

(Mumbling to self)

Mhm…

Mm get straight to it ****

Yeah, you can see the pain in my face

You can see the pain in my face

But you can tell **** I been eating stakes

Baby girl said you gaining some weight

Told her it's the codeine, I'm getting money, still abusing the drank

It's about 12 bottles on the way

We do this shit for fun, by the way

Long as it’s silence for the **** in the way

I gotta get it for my **** who upstate

Lil rye tell me what I gotta pay

Every night, a **** hit his knees and pray

Man, I done fell victom to the streets

It's how a **** eat

Baby, I was on the road while you was sleep

These **** can't compete

Money ain't everything, it's the only thing

I just want a long run, so I can run away

Can't stay, switchin scenes put my gun away

Take my kids to the mall, fuck up a hunnid K

Baby wanna tie me down maybe one day

Monday I'ma cut you off, today is Sunday

I hope you get it, put it up for a rainy day

Everywhere I'm dropping out, there go Babyface

Was movin like a goat I was born to get this dough I made a promise to myself, I ain't going broke no more

Who knew it was your bitch I had an orgy with your hoe

I jumped out fresh as hell, I had like ten on me to blow

I'm in Atlanta tripping, I'm throwing money, taking shots with some thick vixens

I fell asleep in V-live when I went to Texas

Gallery bound, fendi, i ain’t been to breakfast

I'm in kept in New York, shopping with the extras

Forever sprinting to that money, tell a hater catch this

Man, I'm on another level, they don't understand this