[Verse 1]
I see thru you fakes
All full of bullsh**
Pa** me the tropical
Poin up two zips
Gettin faded
Wa**up baby
Dont want the top
From u lil lady
Rather smoke a blunt
Cuz u all driving me crazy
I admit it
b**h i been lazy
Paper on my top lately
Gotta get my sh** together
Oh no u could never phase me
Im rollin up
In the backseat
Hop out the whip
Tryna walk it out
Ask me
What the f** im on
Prolly couldn't tell ya son
Afraid of what im doin
Ion feel the same bruh
Life feelin different
Everyday a page cuz
My life a book Can't judge it by the cover
Later
[Hook]
Once i got a couple hoes
Ill be a real rapper
Once i do a couple shows
Ill be a real rapper
Once i got a couple chains
Ill be a real rapper
Once i got a couple thangs
Ill be a real actor
[Verse 2]
Man the rap game f**ed up
For reposts
Dudes out here gettin s**ed up
Now you lookin at yo plays
Got u f**ed up
Cuz u got a couple k
But you stuck bruh
Man im sorry for what i say
But im really not
Sorry if i hurt ya feelings
Sike b**h not
All yo favorite rappers
Ive interacted with mostly lops
Little f*ggots on computers
They talkin sh** up a lot
3 years ago
The game wasn't f**ed up
Now its filled wit too many lils
And f**ing yungs
Be the first one to say
Ion give a f**
Prohibeo ain't sh**
Watch em hate bruh
f** lookin at my plays
Look at pay stubs
Need a job
Need some money
Need da paper
All u rappers still gettin money
From mom and daddy
Gotta get it how i live
Money make me happy