Telling me bein' lonely, telling me bein' lonely sitting in my room am writing my song Rapping on the beat and they sending me money Telling that bitch nothing better than a money Telling this ho "I'll gonna be alright But she said who the fuck you to tell me that That time when-when, when i weren't so lit now I'm lit and see 'em pissed oh no fucking way me ain't no goin' back when I be so lit now they want me back Don't mind shits that i do, dont mind it Even if I'ma fucking those hoes ,dont mind it putting all my life in a money , don't mind it shooting all these motherfuckes asses, don't mind it that's how my life style, don't mind me Telling bruh "bruh nothing nothing is better than a money" money money money yeah I really need that shit