Sept 7th

(Can't play ballin’ on these hoes, hah)

Fake ass world, fake ass niggas, fake ass bitches

Fuck all you motherfuckers

Look, uh

World we live in

I swear I used to have a heart, it went ghost on me

I put my trust in a nigga and he stole from me

I said I can't let no nigga take my soul from me

All I need is money, I don't need no woman, yeah

You can’t save everybody you gotta pick and choose

My daddy always tell me not to be a fool

My auntie died when she was young, it left me critical

Muffin died when she was young, it left mе miserable

Was a free agent, now I ball crazy

Big cuban link, bustdown bracеlets

Maybe we could fuck, but that's all baby

Married to the money, bitch, I'm taken

Look, you only got one time to slip up

You only get one shot, nigga, what you miss for?

Nigga making diss songs we out here hitting their shit up

That money got too heavy so I started doing sit-ups

Look, if it ain't about a bag I probably won't pick up

Talkin' bout a bitch I probably had, I could give two fucks

She say she tryna be boo'd up, fuck her then I boot her

Pockets on Buddha, holy hallelujah

Look, rollin' like a scooter, gotta free my main man

Shawty was a shooter

Two hundred thousand on the airplane

I probably should’ve flew her, private

How the hell you made it out the zoo? Grindin’

6 AM and a nigga in the booth

I ain't got love for no buster ass nigga like you

I show love to all my thugs, I salute all my troops

Aye if you thug how we thug then I know what you been through

Long Live Nut, Free Ju

Stiff on a regular bitch

These Hermes seats, this ain’t no regular shit

A number two on a jet, this ain't no regular shit

Like number two on a jet, these ain't no regular kicks

Stiff on a regular bitch

These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular shit

A number two on a jet, this ain’t no regular shit

Like number two on a jet, these ain't no regular kicks