[Intro]
Lil Mister, Faded, Mack
Ha, I know I ain't sh**, I know I ain't sh**
I know I ain't sh**, I know I ain't sh**, Look
[Verse 1]
I know I ain't sh** yet
And I'll tell the whole world
Too busy still picking up pieces of myself from ole girl
f** a b**h, I ain't never been the stunner type
Maybe a few times but n***a that just a part of life
I stop trippin' over hoes and I got my money right
I stop trippin' over hoes and I got my money right
Momma I'm sorry it took me so long to understand
I try to do sh** by myself to be a bigger man, f** a friend
I was on the block, prolly hustlin'
But all they saw in Jolly was a football college kid
Going to cla** with the work in my cleats
Most professors was a joke, I'd used that time to get sleep
How the f** you teaching me bout life ?
Silver spoon to your mouth, You ain't seen my life
So how I'm supposed to listen to you
You ain't seen what I seen, Been where I been
Gra** on your side was always green
n***a the f** you mean, huh?
[Hook]
Young n***as on a come up
I told my momma I got em, so beware if I run up
I hate when n***as say "Be Careful"
Like gettin' money ain't dangerous
Boy I just pray the lord'll f**in' help em'
Can't trust none of these b**hes
They'll down talk you bad
That's until they see you rich and man these b**hes sad
That why I can't love em
That why I can't cuff em
They'll f** all your friends, That why you can't trust em, nah
[Verse 2]
I ain't tryna hear the bullsh**, n***a f** you pay me
I'm livin' in sin everyday, Just pray The Lord save me
If I gotta be broke to be real
f** it, I get it , I'll live
I go to war and I'll k**, I prolly rob and I steal
She was off a pill, Tryna chill, Yeah you know the drill
n***as they so phony they'll squeal, Just to get a deal
What the f** is wrong with these n***as ?
He's just being real
I just wanna make it for my fam, I need a 100 Mill
I'm running this sh** like a traphouse
Run in your sh** and leave you trapped
Don't think you safe boy cause you not
Don't trust these n***as they'll flop
We should be more scared of the cops
They k** more n***as than the block
I been grinding non-stop, until I reach the f**ing top
[Hook]
Young n***as on a come up
I told my momma I got em, so beware if I run up
I hate when n***as say "Be Careful"
Like gettin' money ain't dangerous
Boy I just pray the lord'll f**in' help em'
Can't Trust none of these b**hes
They'll down talk you bad
That's until they see you rich and man these b**hes sad
That why I can't love em
That why I can't cuff em
They'll f** all your friends, That why you can't trust em, nah