[hook]
I ain't really mean to get rich
I ain't really mean to pop a xan
I ain't really mean to f*ck your bitch
f*cked her 'cause she said she was a fan
Lookin' in the mirror i'm forgetting who i am
[verse: 1]
Johnny boy told me that the hoes will come
But about last month i ain't even have one
Dropped devilish thoughts
Now bitches on my dick
Still haven't figured how it happened so quick
My bitch just left don't know what to do
Everything look dark but i still make moves
Everyone so quick to judge what i do
But you wouldn't even last one day in my shoes
f*ck being calm I'm a full blown savage
f*ck life imma stop frontin' like i'm happy
f*ck money f*ck hoes i don't even want em
f*ck blowing up that don't even matter
I look at the game and start doubting myself
Why? cuz all of these artists is weak
What you need me to do?
Put some autotune on and starting rapping about shit
I was never involved with
The thought of that made me sick; nauseous
I came to destroy i don't got another option
Yo bitch don't love me?
Ask her then
And if i get rich it was an accident
[hook]
I ain't really mean to get rich
I ain't really mean to pop a xan
I ain't really mean to f*ck your bitch
f*cked her 'cause she said she was a fan
Lookin' in the mirror i'm forgetting who i am (x2)
[verse: 2]
I ain't really mean to get hoes
I ain't really mean to get dough
I ain't really mean to go & rage
I ain't really mean to catch a case
Sorry momma i ain't really mean to runaway
I ain't mean really mean to fall deep into drugs
Lookin' at my past like i miss who i was
I'll f*ck people over for my own benefit
Now you know i meant it when i said i ain't shit