[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