[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
I been vibin' with the gang, tryna make a hundred
I want a bad bitch, a million, and a trip to London
I be dreamin' 'bout the cars I can't get yet
Ain't impressed by lil' money, I want big checks
Soon I'ma be on the road sellin' out shows
I know moms gon' be proud of the kid
I'ma be up a couple mil', livin' in the hills
Came up with the niggas I started with
[Verse 1]
They ask why I'm so quiet, shit, I ain't got nothin' to say
If it ain't about no cake, why the fuck you in my face?
I show way too much love in the end to be betrayed
For some, life hard, but the rest, they got it made
'Member everything come to an end
Whether you lose or you win
I told gang we good, we locked in, you my twin
I ain't been around, they probably wonderin' where I been
Me and gang came a long way through good and bad
Through ups and downs, look where we at
I know the words you said, you really meant, don't take 'em back
I know a nigga skinny, but look down, my pockets fat
Yeah, I'ma see you later on after I make a song
You know I been locked in recently
She said she miss our conversations and the way I think
But I know the real reason that she missin' me
Yeah
[Chorus]
I been vibin' with the gang, tryna make a hundred
I want a bad bitch, a million, and a trip to London
I be dreamin' 'bout the cars I can't get yet
Ain't impressed by lil' money, I want big checks
Soon I'ma be on the road sellin' out shows
I know moms gon' be proud of the kid
I'ma be up a couple mil', livin' in the hills
Came up with the niggas I started with
[Verse 1]
They ask why I'm so quiet, shit, I ain't got nothin' to say
If it ain't about no cake, why the fuck you in my face?
I show way too much love in the end to be betrayed
For some, life hard, but the rest, they got it made
'Member everything come to an end
Whether you lose or you win
I told gang we good, we locked in, you my twin
I ain't been around, they probably wonderin' where I been
Me and gang came a long way through good and bad
Through ups and downs, look where we at
I know the words you said, you really meant, don't take 'em back
I know a nigga skinny, but look down, my pockets fat
Yeah, I'ma see you later on after I make a song
You know I been locked in recently
She said she miss our conversations and the way I think
But I know the real reason that she missin' me
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