Everything's For Sale

I'm deep in my bag like the fries at the bottom How come when I'm in a good mood, you be tryna Start problems Bar for bar, I'm always on the move I'm a tough act to follow Knowing that you'll never catch me must be a hard pill to swallow This life broke my heart so much that it feels like it's hollow If you love me, say it when you see me don't wait till tomorrow If you hate me after hearing this, you'll still hate me tomorrow All that shit you flexed with on the Gram either fake or it's borrowed You don't understand, you just pretend to agree I don't want nothing off your plate, I got Plenty to eat Might get some Cartier frames, still plenty To see Looks like you're lost, still looking for something to be There's no dirt on my name, won't find nothing on me Just stay in your lane, if you broke, it cost money to beef Used to have to play the nosebleeds and I just couldn't see Now I'm so close to the game, I might pull up from three Gold on my teeth, so I stay smiling Bon Appetit, another place, so we stay dining Great wine, but still don't hear shit through the grapevine Shorty too fine to text, for real, we just FaceTime Bought another watch the other day, I can make time The beaches out the country, way better than stateside Six-three, but some days I feel like I'm eight-five Cause niggas still ain't on my level, you waist high And on top of that, you just waste time And they telling fairy tale stories and stay lying, me? I can't fake mine I'm running my own race, I wanted my own pace Too many filters, you can't see the look on your own face You niggas hilarious, but I still had the stone face A lot of y'all can't even get out of your own way I'm back to my old ways, back to my cold ways Not a rockstar, but play with bands like Coldplay Every time I pass them on the way, they get road rage Every time we talking on the phone, we use code names And I'm getting healthy with my bread like it's whole grain No fake diamonds, I'm just rocking my gold chain Stamped as a don like Cornelius on Soul Train Okay, I'll switch it up I'm not doing much taking it easy Not at war with you, still No Peace Treaties Rather get paid to show up and don't care if you see me And everything's for sale and everything's legit, the money's got a paper trail You know I'm a Libra, gotta weigh it on my scale Know you feel me, even if you don't see me, like it's Braille For real And everything's for sale Everything's legit, the money's got a paper trail