I'm stackin' blues and gettin' green

L.A.C, ok I put on for my team

I wonder why I chose to rap when my whole family sing

I wonder when I leave this earth, will I be anything?

I wonder if my girl love me before I buy this ring

I wonder if she trust me 'fore I pop out, make a scene

She wonder why I'm not nice, bae this money made me mean

I'm sorry not sorry it's Money. Over. Everything

I wonder will it be alright?

I wonder how it'd feel, if I put all my feelings in a sprite

I wonder how it'd feel, if I pop this pill will shit start to go right?

I wonder how it'd feel, if a **** play, then fuck around take his life

I wonder

I wonder if I'm still the same

I wonder if they know I changed

I know this money is to blame

But I accepted what come with it, Money. Over. Everything

But I accepted what come with it, Money. Over. Everything

They wonder what I'm doin' next

They wonder how I'm stackin' checks

They wonder how I rock a Target T-Shirt and somehow still flex

They wonder 'bout my no name designer and how I wear it best

I wonder how this vintage Chrome Heart gon' fit around my next

She wonder where I come from and I say"The 217"

She callin' me a dog, but shit them **** go to heaven

I wonder why she outside, **** get freaky after 11

I'm the only one you should be fuckin' on, if not then get to steppin

Then I'm wonderin' what Try$ten told me"Yo bitch not yo bitch, it's just yo turn right now"

After that, gotta dismiss

And after that get to this money, bro you know we tryna get rich

Then after that she just become another name up on yo list