Sometimes I'm quiet but today I'm not
Look, look, it's like, look
[Chorus]
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all bitch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
[Verse 1]
I'm just… Look
I wish I could count stacks
I wish every check didn't bounce back, hold up
Why I announce that?
Lettin' them know my account flat, hold up
I wish I had grill on 'em
Watch and a chain boutta kill on 'em, hold up
Wish I had foreign whip
Just so they know that I'm blowin' shit, Look
I wish I had bad bitch
Call my ex up, like "You mad bitch?"
"Is you mad bitch, cause I'm glad bitch
Cause I was broke then, now I have it
And I'm mad rich, I'm a savage
Wish you had this, but you average
You won't catch me slippin' like a bad disk
Hope you realize y'all been catfished
Cause that ain't me"
[Chorus]
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all bitch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all bitch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
[Verse 2]
I did this shit on my own, I did this shit on my own
Didn't no man help, yea
I did this shit on my own, I did this shit on my own
I depend on self
And a million dollars wouldn't validate me
Tryna save a dolla pray they validate me
Still ?ensanada…? that's a balance baby
With a 100K on the ?mal…? baby
Tryna stay away from the snake shit, true
On the come up like a face lift
Everybody fraud since they fake shit, true
If you want truth nigga taste it
Oh, you won't like tryna get a follow, true
Tryna chase clout tryna get a follow
If its shakin' ass tryna get a follow
But I'm in your follows
It's the same it's a million dollars, true
[Chorus]
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all bitch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all bitch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'