(Verse 1)
(Yeah, woah, yeah)
I want some money to spill for my jeans
I got two months off I'm living my dreams, (Woah)
I don't really know what it means
I just keep going yeah maybe I'll see
Don't text me 200 a beat
Yeah that's for me cuz my brain in that beat
And my mother say nothing is free, yeah I'm addict, woah
They ask 'bout how I ain't slept in a week
Cuz I'm busy as fuck and I stopped smoking weed
Making these hits yeah I make my own (?) Woah
You got nothing on me, bitch
My last song yeah that's some weak shit
And my verse got flow like the ocean, Yeah
And I hate all my songs, It's a bonus, Yeah
(Chorus)
I made a song I don't even play guitar bitch
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, woah
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, (Yeah)
In the states next week this is madness
Put me in Stu, I got mad shit, woah
I don't want more fame, that's a catfish (Yeah)
I'll be top 4, put me on an Atlas
Still top floor smoking on a mattress (Woah)
Far more minutes Imma have this
(Verse 2)
Fuck what it cost bitch, I don't save I need to buy shit
If we talk 'bout money yeah that's fine, Okay
But I got money (?)
Just being myself, woah
Making beats, I found my tempo
All I need is fucking tempo (Yeah-yeah)
I'll be thirty (?) yeah I don't spend all my money on me
Not getting older no more this me, Woah-yeah
Still going at it, motherfucker I'm geeked out this planet
I just wrote this 10 minutes don't plan it
(Chorus)
I made a song I don't even play guitar bitch
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, woah
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, (Yeah)
In the states next week this is madness
Put me in Stu I got mad shit, woah
I don't want more fame, that's a catfish (Yeah)
I'll be top 4, put me on an Atlas
Still top floor smoking on a mattress (Woah)
Far more minutes Imma have this
(Yeah, woah, yeah)
I want some money to spill for my jeans
I got two months off I'm living my dreams, (Woah)
I don't really know what it means
I just keep going yeah maybe I'll see
Don't text me 200 a beat
Yeah that's for me cuz my brain in that beat
And my mother say nothing is free, yeah I'm addict, woah
They ask 'bout how I ain't slept in a week
Cuz I'm busy as fuck and I stopped smoking weed
Making these hits yeah I make my own (?) Woah
You got nothing on me, bitch
My last song yeah that's some weak shit
And my verse got flow like the ocean, Yeah
And I hate all my songs, It's a bonus, Yeah
(Chorus)
I made a song I don't even play guitar bitch
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, woah
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, (Yeah)
In the states next week this is madness
Put me in Stu, I got mad shit, woah
I don't want more fame, that's a catfish (Yeah)
I'll be top 4, put me on an Atlas
Still top floor smoking on a mattress (Woah)
Far more minutes Imma have this
(Verse 2)
Fuck what it cost bitch, I don't save I need to buy shit
If we talk 'bout money yeah that's fine, Okay
But I got money (?)
Just being myself, woah
Making beats, I found my tempo
All I need is fucking tempo (Yeah-yeah)
I'll be thirty (?) yeah I don't spend all my money on me
Not getting older no more this me, Woah-yeah
Still going at it, motherfucker I'm geeked out this planet
I just wrote this 10 minutes don't plan it
(Chorus)
I made a song I don't even play guitar bitch
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, woah
I've been smoking lately I'm a savage, (Yeah)
In the states next week this is madness
Put me in Stu I got mad shit, woah
I don't want more fame, that's a catfish (Yeah)
I'll be top 4, put me on an Atlas
Still top floor smoking on a mattress (Woah)
Far more minutes Imma have this
( Gaff )
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