Honestly (feat. Juice WRLD)

Honestly

Honestly

Everything I wanna be

Gotta work till it come to me

Ain't wanna be no wannabe

Wannabes, they under me

Honestly, I wanna be

On the beach, white sand up under me

Comfortably (Comfortably)

I just want 100 G's (100 G's)

Foreign V's (Foreign V's)

Louis V (Louis V)

They like, "Who is he?"

Honestly, when I was broke as fuck you ain't notice me

You thought days I was posted up at the county jail where I'm 'posed to be

Now young **** eating overly

I got hunnids old as trees

And money don't grow on trees

But I'm gon' blow it like leaves, aye

Pull up with turbo V's, aye

Two-door AMG's, aye

I started witnessing some of the shit

It felt like it was make believe, aye

Lil' **** neck on freeze, aye

Spent 100 racks on these, aye

Seen't 'em tryna keep up and then lost everything

I can't let that happen to me, aye

Feeling alive, I'm so happy to be, aye

You killing my vibe, fuck how long you bitches you see me

Be happy for me, aye

I'm fresh all the time, but you know my kicks ain't Buscemi

Capital G Fazos, Nike need me on the payroll

I just took these off a day ago

Killers gon' do what I say so

Angels gon' give you a halo

And we got money to lay low

Now when it come to the bread

I go with it like mayo

Can't let it go to my head

I had way too many days broke

Honestly

Honestly

Everything I wanna be

Gotta work till it come to me

Ain't wanna be no wannabe

Wannabes, they under me

Honestly, I wanna be

On the beach, white sand up under me

Comfortably (Comfortably)

I just want 100 G's (100 G's)

Foreign V's (Foreign V's)

Louis V (Louis V)

They like, "Who is he?"

I say honestly

I need honesty

Get rich and I make my mama proud of me

A young rich ****, that's what I'm 'bout to be

Rolling gas, boy, yo shit not loud to me

I'm getting used to the fake **** crowding me

I got demons and these **** brought 'em out of me

I'm on my boss shit, ain't no clowning me

Let's fuck up Saks Fifth, hit the town on me

Me and Herbo pull up in a Bentley coupe (Skrrt-skrrt)

Ain't no telling what we'll say or what we'll do

Smoke Gelato out the zip, feel like jet fuel

We'll never let a fuck **** know our next move

Run up them big bags, that's what we into

We just some real ****, look what we been through

I put Gucci on my backpack, but I don't like school

I know you may love me, but bitch I don't like you

Honestly

Honestly

Everything I wanna be

Gotta work till it come to me

Ain't wanna be no wannabe

Wannabes, they under me

Honestly, I wanna be

On the beach, white sand up under me

Comfortably (Comfortably)

I just want 100 G's (100 G's)

Foreign V's (Foreign V's)

Louis V (Louis V)

They like, "Who is he?"