NEO 23 ++

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GY5lsx15uBQ&ab_channel=jonoftf

lyrics:
Bitch I got them knots, yea
I count cash a lot
Yea look at my wrist, left and the right it got rocks
Nigga I'm rocking this all black fit, look at my kicks Rick O Docs
If a nigga ain't talking bout money he blocked, wasting my time I'm too locked
Fuck nigga thought he could get in my picture, but I stay to myself nigga getting cropped
Bitch I get flee I flex when I step
Check just hit, finna go shop
No I dont fuck with 4x3, ducking from 12 nigga fuck cops
That nigga tryna be like me
But your ass can't, nigga just stop
Getting too high cause I'm smoking on tree
Smelling like loud all in the spot
Yea, tryna get on Rolling Loud
Jump in the crowd, have me a moshpit
I'm getting rich off talking in that mic, ain't working office
Yea lil hoe I bought this
Yea rocking Givenchy, Balеnci I feel awesome
Yea I know ima star I gotta blossom
Bitch my pants way too flee, got lеather bottoms
Yea take a look up at my shirt, say I heart gotham
Nigga I get way too fly, get clothes then rock em
Bitch I got them knots, yea
I count cash a lot
Yea look at my wrist, left and the right it got rocks
Nigga I'm rocking this all black fit, look at my kicks Rick O Docs
If a nigga ain't talking bout money he blocked, wasting my time I'm too locked
Fuck nigga thought he could get in my picture, but I stay to myself nigga getting cropped
Bitch I get flee I flex when I step
Check just hit, finna go shop
Bitch I got them knots, yea
I count cash a lot
Yea look at my wrist, left and the right it got rocks
Nigga I'm rocking this all black fit, look at my kicks Rick O Docs
If a nigga ain't talking bout money he blocked, wasting my time I'm too locked

KNOTZ *PROD TOKER, PHOENIX*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85wABRbOc88&ab_channel=jonoftf

lyrics: 
My life getting harder but I'm getting smarter
Had to cut some niggas off, now I'm going farther and I'm working harder
Where the love at? I'm really not feeling the shit
Where the money? I'm just tryna get to the shit
Fuck the drama I'm above that
Niggas gossip like bitches and shit
I used to be suicidal, so when I wake up yea I try to get rich


My time is now, I'm finna do or die it
Pockets fat dont do a diet
Niggas hopping on my wave, they tryna ride it
Roll exotic gas, bitch I'm the highest
I do this shit for my people (yea) and I do this shit for me
Yea I knew this shit would happen, they used to hate now they tryna join the team
Making it happen I'm chasing my dreams (yeah)
Givenchy bracelet all up on my wrist and that bitch got a gleam (yea)
You gotta see shit for how it is and not how it seems (yea)
Thats just the way life goes
Told my gang we going to the top, le monde est a nous
Yea I run my racks up, and get some brand new clothes
I know why he mad at me, cause I fucked his hoe
I'm the hometown hero, I feel like D-Rose
Niggas watching all my moves, I ain't worried bout you though
Cookin' up I got a brand new flow
In the H I just went and rocked a show
Getting money, getting fly thats all I know
Tryna get to it, I just went and copped a pro

(Where the love at? I'm really not feeling the shit)
My life getting harder but I'm getting smarter
Had to cut some niggas off, now I'm going farther and I'm working harder
Where the love at? I'm really not feeling the shit
Nigga where the money? I'm just tryna get to the shit
Fuck the drama I'm above that
Niggas gossip like bitches and shit
I used to be suicidal, so when I wake up yea I try to get rich
(Where the love at? I'm really not feeling the shit)
Nigga where the money? I'm just tryna get to the shit
Fuck the drama I'm above that
Niggas gossip like bitches and shit
I used to be suicidal, so when I wake up yea I try to get rich

WHERE THE LUV AT? *prod. jonoftf* [vid on yt]

YAH

lyrics
Its just me in the end
So while I'm here gotta get to them dead presidents
I cannot fuck with these fake ass boys so its no new friends
All these niggas be some snakes so I had to put this shit to a end
Bro got him a Glock 19, 30 round mag extended
Bitch I'm flexed up left and the right wrist got gems
On my right arm, got FTF tatted on it cause these boys pretend
Nigga dont fuck with me, better stand on it I ain't making no amends
And I ain't following no trends, bitch
I'm tryna get rich and go cop me a black 'Benz (bitch its fuck the fake)
I'm tryna get rich and cop my bros them pendants (fuck the fake)
I ain't fuck with school at all, but I still attended (fuck the fake)
I dont need nobody cause I was raised independent (fuck the fake)
Ima talk my shit till I die cause of them amendments
Bad bitch text me "Period" but she ain't ending a sentence
Me and my brother we started this, but we damn sure ain't finished
I dont even know you dont call yo' brother
Hell nah we ain't kin, bitch
Bitch I came so far but its still only the beginning
My niggas we winning
All my niggas winning yea we ain't taking no L's
My niggas we winning (all my niggas winning yea we winning, yea we winning)
My niggas we winning
I know she tryna fuck, she hinting
I get that money then I start grinning
Yea we hit that boy block up, and we spin it
Tryna have my diamonds way too wet where them bitches swimming
Yea niggas they not really real
So I just dismiss 'em
Talking in the mic, speaking my mind tryna make a living
Damn I lost that hoe but I really ain't trippin'
Got these racks up to my ear I ain't hearin'
Its just me in the end
So while I'm here gotta get to them dead presidents
I cannot fuck with these fake ass boys so its no new friends
All these niggas be some snakes so I had to put this shit to a end
Bro got him a Glock 19, 30 round mag extended
Bitch I'm flexed up left and the right wrist got gems
On my right arm, got FTF tatted on it cause these boys pretend
Nigga dont fuck with me, better stand on it I ain't making no amends
And I ain't following no trends, bitch

IN THE END *PROD GLORYTEE, SRDBEATZ*

lyrics
(I can't trust a soul)
I can't trust a soul
No I can't even trust my self
I ain't worried bout a hoe I just wanna up my wealth
I can't trust these stupid hoes, I want love and success
And there ain't no better feeling than seeing progress in yourself
I'm on some new shit, yea I'm on some neo shit
Yea I'm turning up, not turning over ain't no TO's bitch
Yea I get that money, get them chips not talking Fritos, bitch
I'm the chosen one, number 1 not 2 or 3 lil bitch
Yea I'm in the A, getting high with Roe and Milo, bitch
All these niggas is my sons they stole my steelo quick
But thats just how it go when you him (yea)
Look at my wrist, got gems (yea)
Pockets got a six pack like I left the gym (yea)
Nigga tryna run this shit back, bitch I'm still gone win (yea)
I can't tell you how I do this shit
I dont even know where to begin (yea)
(I can't trust a soul)
I can't trust a soul
No I can't even trust my self
I ain't worried bout a hoe I just wanna up my wealth
I can't trust these stupid hoes, I want love and success
And there ain't no better feeling than seeing progress in yourself
I'm on some new shit, yea I'm on some neo shit
Yea I'm turning up, not turning over ain't no TO's bitch
Yea I get that money, get them chips not talking Fritos, bitch
I'm the chosen one, number 1 not 2 or 3 lil bitch
I'm on some new shit, yea I'm on some neo shit (Yup, Yup)
I'm on some new shit, yea I'm on some neo shit
I'm on some new shit, yea I'm on some neo shit (Neo, Neo Neo)

NEO *PROD. jonoftf, eazzyq*

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lyrics:
Vetements on my body
Bitch I'm the best, no you niggas can't top me
I got a bag now so no fuck niggas gone stop me
I cannot fuck with these new ass fu ass niggas so I keep gang 'round me
I'm living good pockets get big as I keep on rhyming
Bitch ima be at the top, I'm working hard gotta keep on climbing
Bitch ima star I'm shining
Feeling too flee when I rock designer
Put a new hoe in some designer
Now she a designer bitch
That nigga broke his pockets declining
He dont really got shit
Young nigga got rich (ha)
But I ain't rich yet (ha)
But ima still flex
I want all my diamonds baguettes
Broke nigga still rocking Guess
Yea I love fast cars, tryna swerve fast in a Corvette
I gotta live in the moment, I know how bad this shit really get 
Vetements on my body (Yeauh, Yeauh, Yeauh)
Bitch I'm the best, no you niggas can't top me (Yeauh, Yeauh, Yeauh)
Vetements on my body
Bitch I'm the best, no you niggas can't top me
I got a bag now so no fuck niggas gone stop me
I cannot fuck with these new ass fu ass niggas so I keep gang 'round me
I'm living good pockets get big as I keep on rhyming
Bitch ima be at the top, I'm working hard gotta keep on climbing
Vetements on my body
Bitch I'm the best, no you niggas can't top me
I got a bag now so no fuck niggas gone stop me
I cannot fuck with these new ass fu ass niggas so I keep gang 'round me
I'm living good pockets get big as I keep on rhyming
Bitch ima be at the top, I'm working hard gotta keep on climbing

SHINING *PROD. eazzyq*

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lyrics:
Up all night again, I can't sleep
Bitch take a look up at my fit, I ain't cheap
Yea ima always take the win, you niggas reek (You fucking suck!)
Bitch my pockets getting way too swole, yo shit on E
Me and my gang not taking no L's, going for the sweep
Niggas tryna bring me down, but my stock is way too steep
Bitch you can't stop me
Told that bitch top me
Yea I'm like a bomb, I'm finna blow its tick toking
Man this hoe be on her phone too much, she tiktoking
Yea hop up on the mic and I start shit talking
Got Givenchy on my bracelet, bitch my wrist walking
Oh thats your hoe, I ain't mean to have your bitch gawking
(Yup, Yup)
Dont fuck with them niggas, they is not my kind
I got so damn high last night I touched the sky
With a bad bitch yea, she suck while I drive
She not average yea, she one of a kind (Yup, Yup)
In the city with the bros, kick it with my slime
Late night bitch I'm off a bean, can't commit hella crimes
Bitch you can't stop me, my bitch too bossy
I wake up and I geek up like I'm off 2 roxies
She say that she wanna fuck, I'm like you too sloppy
Yea, following the wave I'm watching you copy
If she gone do what I say she get a new body
I just rap and I make money, this my new hobby
(Yup, Yup)
Up all night again, I can't sleep
Bitch take a look up at my fit, I ain't cheap
Yea ima always take the win, you niggas reek (You fucking suck!)
Bitch my pockets getting way too swole, yo shit on E
Me and my gang not taking no L's, going for the sweep
Niggas tryna bring me down, but my stock is way too steep
Bitch you can't stop me
Told that bitch top me
Yea I'm like a bomb, I'm finna blow its tick toking

FTW FT SHYLLOMOO *PROD. MAAJINS*

tammat nun

lyrics:
Yea niggas ain't tammat nun
Man these niggas ain't tammat shit (ha)
I'm finna run up these hunnids yea
Brand new money so I got a new fit
Bitch I'm 19 and I'm getting that bag
Ima 03 baby rocking 03 Rick
Niggas dont swag, rocking poo ass fits
Boy I been doing this, you ain't even got hits bitch
Nigga I been having motion
And I got these niggas mad (ha)
Got them boys salty no kosher
Fuck I gotta get high, finna lose all my composure
Running up checks, you just getting by (ha)
Nigga I'm going too loco (ha)
Bitch I ran it up once
But I had to go do it again so you fuck niggas know its not luck
I been losing my mind every motherfucking day but a young nigga still going up (Up, Up)
We going up (Up, Up)
I feel kinda bad for you niggas thats stuck (ha)
Had to go get to them bucks
Yea, get to them bucks
Ran up a 100 real quick
And I got me a new 100k in a month
Oh yea the new bin hittin' for some
I hop on the computer and punch the shit up
I hit the new hoe quick then I'm done
Yea the lil hoe bad but she not my 1 (yea)
Yea niggas ain't tammat nun
Man these niggas ain't tammat shit (ha)
I'm finna run up these hunnids yea
Brand new money so I got a new fit
Bitch I'm 19 and I'm getting that bag
Ima 03 baby rocking 03 Rick
Niggas dont swag, rocking poo ass fits
Boy I been doing this, you ain't even got hits bitch
Nigga I been having motion
And I got these niggas mad (ha)
Got them boys salty no kosher
Fuck I gotta get high, finna lose all my composure
Running up checks, you just getting by (ha)
Nigga I'm going too loco (ha)
Bitch I ran it up once
But I had to go do it again so you fuck niggas know its not luck
I been losing my mind every motherfucking day but a young nigga still going up (Up, Up)
We going up (Up, Up)
I feel kinda bad for you niggas thats stuck (ha)

TAMMAT NUN *PROD. MAAJINS*

ta da

LYRICS:
I'm finna fuck on a pop star
Shaking my dreads like a Rasta
Finna go rock out a show bitch ima rock star (Yup)
Used to be eating them noodles, now its steak and lobster
Yea, this hoe keep on asking for money, bitch you getting nada (yea)
Counting a whole lotta cash bitch you know I got that (Yup)
Finna go roll up a J, I ain't smoking grabba (Yup)
The check just hit, finna go cop me some Prada
Yea finna go fuck a latina, and that bitch calling me papa (yea)
Making shit happen, I'm making magic (huh) ta da
Finna go beat that boy down, like that lil boy a pinata
We got them sticks, we make them bitches go (ra ra ra)
I got purple all up in my dreads, I feel like uzi (ha)
I ain't even know that was yo bitch, but why she choosing
I ain't got no gas, I'm pissed off I'm finna lose it (yea)
Bitch I'm getting cash, so I win you niggas losers (ha)
I ain't reach my peak yet, bitch i'm still improving (yea)
Hoe you know that we just fucking, I can't introduce you (yea)
Zee going too crazy on the beat, this bitch too groovy
I'm just being me man fuck these boys dont got shit to prove to em
I'm in New York, getting my dick sucked that bitch a smoochie (huh)
I wake up, get that money while you niggas snoozing (huh)
Bitch we got the same 24, ain't no excuses (ha)
Man this life shit real confusing huh?
I'm finna fuck on a pop star
Shaking my dreads like a Rasta
Finna go rock out a show bitch ima rock star (Yup)
Used to be eating them noodles, now its steak and lobster
Yea, this hoe keep on asking for money, bitch you getting nada (yea)
Counting a whole lotta cash bitch you know I got that (Yup)
Finna go roll up a J, I ain't smoking grabba (Yup)
The check just hit, finna go cop me some Prada
Yea finna go fuck a latina, and that bitch calling me papa (yea)
Making shit happen, I'm making magic (huh) ta da

TA DA *PROD. ZEEGOINXRAZY*

brokedown



LYRICS
I already came this far why would I stop now?
Got my mind right and turned up, I'm on the top now
I was fucked up in the head man I broke down
Now everyday gotta take my meds so I dont frown
I been fighting this shit almost my whole life
It was countless nights I was losing my mind, I was crying all night
But I knew there would be better days, look at me now I seen the light
Didn't know where I would sleep, now I'm tryna decide where's my next flight
Bitch I got that bag thats why they mad, I ain't supposed to have this shit
Had to let go of my past now I'm more than happy, I'm ecstatic bitch
Yea, had to get that bag I run them racks up quick
Bitch I'm way too high I'm on some Astro shit
You can't hit my gas if you ain't finna match that shit
My niggas so evil better watch yo' backdoor bitch
Ima keep going up, no I can't plateau nah
Niggas stealing my swag, where you get that flow? (huh)
Was fucked up living off food stamps, but thats how that go
I look out for who look for me, you should know that though
I'm ten toes, can't fold on the gang and thats a fact bro
Dont fuck with niggas strictly business and thats that bro
I already came this far why would I stop now?
Got my mind right and turned up, I'm on the top now
I was fucked up in the head man I broke down
Now everyday gotta take my meds so I dont frown
I been fighting this shit almost my whole life
It was countless nights I was losing my mind, I was crying all night
But I knew there would be better days, look at me now I seen the light
Didn't know where I would sleep, now I'm tryna decide where's my next flight

BROKEDOWN *PROD. GLORYTEE, PHOENIX*

YUP!

lyrics:
Yup in my white tee
Bitch I feel so icy
I step out in designer shit, I'm pricey
I get to them checks, I just do it like I'm Nike
Just me and gang, give a fuck if you dont like me
Bro keep that (shhhh) he just waiting till they try me
Had to jugg that boy cause this world get really slimey
Nigga tryna copy me but can't do that shit like me (Yup)
Say you gone jugg me? Bitch that shit unlikely
(Yup) pockets fat, that lil boy shit way too tiny
Yea lil bitch its pay day nigga thats the perfect timing
Yea I know I'm him, lil hoe I get paid from rhyming
Bitch niggas keep declining
I ain't reach my peak yet, but ima keep on shining
Bitch ima star, yea I be smoking this gas, I get too high bitch I'm in mars
Tryna cop these clothes, fuck pretty hoes, drive fast cars
Bitch its been fuck the fake, cut a nigga out he not one of ours
Yea my whole gang got motion, we the SoEvil superstars
Tryna ride round double R, if you look up you see the stars
Up all day and all night off that addy, I ain't popping bars
Damn I'm tryna step out flee but its raining, so I'm finna rock this Arc'
(Yup, Yup)
Yup in my white tee
Bitch I feel so icy
I step out in designer shit, I'm pricey
I get to them checks, I just do it like I'm Nike
Just me and gang, give a fuck if you dont like me
Bro keep that (shhhh) he just waiting till they try me
Had to jugg that boy cause this world get really slimey
Nigga tryna copy me but can't do that shit like me (Yup)
Say you gone jugg me? Bitch that shit unlikely

YUP *PROD. GLORYTEE, JDOLLA FROSTD*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hGLiNCpAY0w&ab_channel=jonoftf


lyrics:
Bitch I'm getting money, I dont care at all
Ima do just what I want, I dont care bout yall
When I smoke this dope, I dont care at all
Tryna stack up all my money till its standing tall
Bitch I know I'm him, I can never fall
In the A I'm with the gang, walk in the store and ball
Anything you heard about me know that shit is false
But you can believe it
You fuck niggas dont know me
Fuck them niggas I ain't tryna please them
Fuck it, ima just keep doing me all this shit happens for one reason
Yea college bitch giving me good brain tryna eat my semen
Yea rocking all black shit straight from Japan, or this shit European
Bitch I know its my time, I'm finna have a number one season
Finna stay on my grind, when I'm in that mode I can't be beaten
Yea hitting juggs off chime, when I get that money all the gang eating
In the H up in a high rise smoking good gas not cheap shit
This hoe told me that she love me, I'm just tryna fuck so it dont mean shit
Niggas watching all of my moves, I dont give a fuck but I still peep it
Better lock in before I tweak bitch
Popping addys i been high for weeks bitch
Niggas envy acting like some leeches I had to cross them out these niggas reaching
Bitch my pockets getting fat, that lil boy shit small
Yea I rock designer shit you stuck in the mall
Im tryna be something way bigger I can't be like yall
Bitch ima be FTF till I can't at all
Bitch I'm getting money, I dont care at all
Ima do just what I want, I dont care bout yall
When I smoke this dope, I dont care at all
Tryna stack up all my money till its standing tall
Bitch I know I'm him, I can never fall
In the A I'm with the gang, walk in the store and ball
Anything you heard about me know that shit is false
Bitch my pockets getting fat, that lil boy shit small
Yea I rock designer shit you stuck in the mall
Im tryna be something way bigger I can't be like yall
Bitch ima be FTF till I can't at all
Ima be FTF till I can't at all
I dont care at all

IDC AT ALL *PROD. GLORYTEE, SRDBEATZ* [vid on yt]

https://youtu.be/5N-86-A5Lqo

lyrics:
These fuck niggas counted me out they ain't give a fuck about me
I'm finna show what I'm bout these niggas gone know about me
They gone know bout me yea
Bitch I get this money and I share it with my team
Yea I get so damn fly I go to sleep in a Number (N)ine tee
Yea money so damn easy count this shit like one two three
Yea got this hoe she bi she fucking me then she finna fuck she yea
All black on my fit look at my kicks they Givenchy
Bitch I'm up off a addy too locked in no I can't sleep
I just fucked on a baddie, thats yo bitch well she with me
I got money on my mind tryna spend racks at dover street
Think bout money all the time tryna cop some Louie V
Bitch I'm rocking black and white stepping out like a referee
Man my hoodie Number (N)ine I got Ksubi on my jeans
I'm just waiting on my time get this shit by any means
Bitch I'm going up too fast these niggas hating all on me
Why the fuck you hating me?
I ain't do nothing to yo ass I'm just me
Tryna swerve around way too fucking fast SRT
Bitch I'm in Atlanta smoking on some gas with my team
If you fuck around and run up blow yo ass to smithereens
Counting cash bitch I got green
Had a bad bitch on my side but blew the bag like silly me
I dont give a fuck yea I'm going up man ima star hoes feeling me
These niggas wasn't fucking with me back then
Look at me now bitch I'm the king
These fuck niggas counted me out they ain't give a fuck about me
I'm finna show what I'm bout these niggas gone know about me
They gone know bout me yea
Bitch I get this money and I share it with my team
Yea I get so damn fly I go to sleep in a Number (N)ine tee
Yea money so damn easy count this shit like one two three
Yea got this hoe she bi she fucking me then she finna fuck she yea
All black on my fit look at my kicks they Givenchy

SILLY ME *PROD. MAAJINS, BHRISTO, GEORGII* [vid on yt]

ovrlap em up >_<

lyrics:
I went up on my haters, had to shut them niggas up
But its fuck them niggas, I got a bag and they bitch ass stuck
I can trust them niggas, I been stabbed in my back too much
Been getting money, Been hitting juggs
Yea I go back to back with the punch
Damn I shouldn't have got this high again, I can't even think straight
Bitch I wake up I get fly again
Get high get money then try again
Why these hoes be lying man?
Like what these hoes be capping for?
If you can't take no hate, then what you rapping for?
Nigga talks on the net but when he seen me, tried to dap me up
Bitch I'm way ahead of these niggas, overlapped them up
Niggas hating on my swag but he tried to jack it though
This shit took me a lil more time, but I still passed you up
Yea, put my mind to it then I made it happen bro
Bitch I get what what I want because I'm having bro
Too many racks in my jeans thats why I'm sagging bro
Going up on my own I can't move lateral
Too locked in I can't sleep, I'm off a Adderall
Bad lil bitch, with a slim waist and her face natural
I'm being me, they treat me like god lil bitch I'm admirable
I went up on my haters, had to shut them niggas up
But its fuck them niggas, I got a bag and they bitch ass stuck
I can trust them niggas, I been stabbed in my back too much
Been getting money, Been hitting juggs
Yea I go back to back with the punch
Damn I shouldn't have got this high again, I can't even think straight
Bitch I wake up I get fly again
Get high get money then try again
Why these hoes be lying man?
Like what these hoes be capping for?
If you can't take no hate, then what you rapping for?

OVRLAPPED *PROD. MAAJINS*

rockout! geekup!

lyrics:
Rock out, yea geek up
I'm high as fuck in a high-rise, yea with my feet up
Yea I just copped some vet, I had to get my flee up
Bro keep an ARP on his side, you get shot or you get beat up
Yea we punching shit in the moshpit
That boy broke as hell you ain't got shit
Damn near greened out off the gas feeling nauseous
Fuck that school i skipped my class to fuck a thot bitch
I know im always gone win im the hot shit
My shooter he got perfect aim he let them shots hit
Bitch I flex when I want because I bought it
Walk in the spot I'm way to flee I make the spot lit
Niggas talking down on my name bitch I'm the topic
In the H, I'm with the gang we smoke exotic
Yea rock out ha yea geek up
Bitch I just rocked out a show with the gang we up
I just fucked this lil freak hoe and i made her clean up
Groupie bitch all in my phone im finna make her eat up
Talking crazy on the net but you ain't tryna meet up
Niggas know they not on my rank hell nah you can't reach us
Niggas switched up on me but they tryna be us
Prada shades all on my face hell nah I can't see ya
Rock out, yea geek up
I'm high as fuck in a high-rise with my feet up
Yea I just copped some vet, I had to get my flee up
Bro keep a ARP on his side, you get shot or you get beat up

ROCKOUT *PROD. MAAJINS* [vid on yt]

cash i got it

lyrics:
Bitch I'm popping my shit ha 
Yea, yea bitch I'm popping my shit
Cash I got it
Bitch I'm trying to get rich with my clique ha 
Yea I'm just trying to get rich with my bitch 
Take a look up at my fit I'm too lit yea
Bitch I'm way too fly
I can't trust no hoe why you telling me lies?
Damn I love you but I had to say bye bye
Nigga tryna steal all my swag you not I
Yea I have some good days but others I wanna die
Tryna numb all the pain so I get high
Niggas always got they hand out but nobody helping me
I can do this on my own bitch I dont need nobody
Yeah, I put my all into this shit, started off as a hobby
Niggas know not to try me I got killers behind me
Put my feelings in this fit bitch I step out way to flee
I ain't used to be on shit now im fucking that bitch with a slim body
Yea im tryna cop some foreign cars, ride in that rari
Downtown with a bag of weed stuffed in the alyx
It dont matter if its raining I get flee, rock arcteryx
Ain't nobody finna stop it ima be who I wanna be
Bitch i pop me a addy, lock in then I just go speak
Only the strong survive, I know that this shit ain't for the weak
Bitch ima keep on grinding tryna get a mill not talking meek
Tryna swerve around too fast on the highway, trackhawk jeep
Gotta look out for yourself cause everybody playing for keeps
I'm just being me I dont know why these niggas hating me
Bitch I'm popping my shit ha (bitch I'm popping, I'm popping)
Yea, yea bitch I'm popping my shit
Cash I got it
Bitch I'm trying to get rich with my clique ha 
Yea I'm just trying to get rich with my bitch 
Take a look up at my fit I'm too lit yea
Bitch I'm way too fly
I can't trust no hoe why you telling me lies?
Damn I love you but I had to say bye bye
Nigga tryna steal all my swag you not I
Yea I have some good days but others I wanna die
Tryna numb all the pain so I get high