Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, man

I'm tired of these mothafuckas out here thinkin' shit sweet, man

Shit over here on this side, man, shit all ghetto, man

Been tryna get this money up

Mama callin' me and shit, I got it twisted

Twisted feelings at the same time, fuck around shit

No police escorts, only employ my reverends

No deductions on taxes, fuckin' the IRS backwards

Dark bands, wagon park, sour diesel spot

Blowin' out my nostrils, lookin' like the shotty I stash in my garage

Seven digit plots, luxury condos, I'm schemin' on those

Convertible whips, like Kennedy, could potentially catch a homo'

Livin' bulletproof, blame the Mickey shoes

Erland all my shoes, like I got the flu

Retro 12's on, Decepticon-type villain

State-to-state adventures, I pipe bitches

Relationship killer, my hydro green and magenta

Like my feet in Nike sneaks and G-Star on my jeans

And in my dreams, I shoot police, and I've been chasin' my dreams

Obsessed with gettin' my loot up

Cream give me rushes of things that shoot up

Millennial mindsets is gettin' harder to coincide with

This bitch textin' and drivin' me while I'm writin' this

If I die, then who gon' survive me? Don't fuck with anybody

Attracted to this growin' up

Gettin' money and actin' different now, ah

My credit interest was goin' up

My shawty tell me that she was losin' interest now, ah

Ah, picture your boy blowin' up

Gucci shades ain't artificial now, ah

Showin' fake love, I know what's up

All that friendly shit artificial now, ah, ah

Attracted to this growin' up

Gettin' money and actin' different now, ah

My credit interest was goin' up

My shawty tell me that she was losin' interest now, ah

Ah, picture your boy blowin' up

Gucci shades ain't artificial now, ah

Showin' fake love, I know what's up

All that friendly shit artificial now, ah, ah, ah