Good job, First!
I got bands, broke boys comin' to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin', I'm just sayin', now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love, now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just tryna be who I am, it's just somethin' they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
Same life, gettin' rich, whoa, I got a fuckin' problem
Tryna flex up on young Posty, we gon' tell them what's up (We gon' tell 'em)
We gon' tour, motherfucker, came up, I ain't lonely
Got a problem, Santiago, 45 by the gut (45)
Post and 1st, we in the cut, we were smokin' on that Woods
And they think it smells good and they all want a puff (They want a puff)
Said they see me at the show, they was in the front row
They wanna fuck, I told them bitches come and jump on my bus
We got molly and we got Xans
And we got drank and we got plants
And we got white and we got gas
And it's just somethin' they will never understand
I got bands, broke boys comin' to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin', I'm just sayin', now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love, now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just tryna be who I am, it's just somethin' they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They used to didn't love me, now they callin' me the man
Baby, where you goin'? Love, you know I got a plan
I can elevate your life, your life (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep them **** far away, they prayin' on my downfall
You don't fuck with me the long way so, baby, what you here for?
It could be so simple, meet me out in Frisco (Yeah, yeah, yeah-hey)
Calculate your steps and keep your circle small
Understand that nothin' lasts forever
Glamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperate
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I got bands, broke boys comin' to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin', I'm just sayin', now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love, now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just tryna be who I am, it's just somethin' they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand