[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Missed call on my phone, I've been in my zone
I've been in my bag, doin' it on my own
I know I'm wrong
I'm on the grind, I ain't been home
She don't understand, she think I'm wrong
I got too much on my mind, she think I'm stoned
I got too many racks, she think I'm on
I got too many racks inside my home
I'm the greatest, I wasn't 'posed to make it but I made it
How he drop once a year? They waitin'
Know these f*ck niggas mad, and they hate it
Louis V my fragrance, I done waited patient
Being broke hurt my heart, I couldn't take it
Being broke hurt my heart, I had to face it
Had to lead with my heart, I couldn't fake it
Think they bitches bad, I think they basic
You can keep them bags, I can replace 'em
Hard times made it what it made me
We on the run like never before, this shit amazing, hey
Love, faded off my drug
She just wanna club, I just wanna f*ck
I don't hang, I don't claim, I just run it up
In my own lane, own gang, they ain't nothin' like us
Dope boy, trap nigga, millionaire demeanor
I be workin' these tracks now, she think I'm a singer
Don't be comparin' me to no nigga, naw, naw, I don't need 'em, I'm just sayin'
'Cause this sound that I got could fill arenas, I'm just sayin'
All these racks that I got, could get Serena, I'm just sayin'
This Spanish bitch I just got look like Selena, I'm just sayin'
Whole lot of money, I don't need her, I'm just sayin'
[Outro]
Yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, baby