Money & Friends

I've been in my bag been in my bag Been in my bag come get me out
I've gave love to some ppl I should've been giving myself Nigga hear me out

I'm sick of the hate with the smile on they face yeah I know they play both sides
They sellout like SoFi
I kick back like Sofas

Oh I
Gotta keep following dreams
No I do not want opinions
I just want money and friends
Then I want money again
Count it then count it again
They like Nigga we counted it up
I'm like fuck it let's count it again

I just copped me a whip and it's fully electric no it do not come with a key
Don't come back with the bs and say that you love me if you do not know what it mean
I be sick of the rumors they say what they doing but really it's not what it seems
Fell in love with the music the shit that I give em I promise it's deep in the meaning

And I can't let go
Can't go back
Came way too far
Niggas don't know that yeah
I owe myself
100 racks
With a hunnit more
Just for the stash yeah

I've been star since I was young and that's a fact yeah
Don't need ya love I need myself I promise that yeah
I still reach out but I'm done with reaching back yeah
I'm still learning how to move on from my past yeah

Okay move it along
How the fuck was I doing before
I'm like fuck it Im proving em wrong
Put a list in a bucket it's on
It's a rocket I'm up in the moon
I'm like fuck it I don't wanna move
Caught a dub i don't how to lose
Ima focus and do what I do