[Chorus]
I don't feel like dealing with shit today
A nigga gotta issue with me
I don't feel like hearing that shit today
I'm only here for the money
I won't let none of you get in the way
'Cause I gotta get it and divvy it up
So everyone gets a plate
I've earned everything but a break
[Verse 1]
They say money can't buy you happiness
But bein' broke ain't worth a bag of shit
I don't really care about half this shit
But when it come to gettin' money, I'm passionate
I stand for what I believe in, and I ain't playin' like Kaepernick
Never leave home without the pistol on
You ask me, that's a fashion tip
No, I ain't got much fashion sense
But it's common sense that if you flashin' shit
They'll pull up on you tryna jack yo' shit
We're past content with never havin' shit
You make it out, you come back to visit
You miss yo' block, you wanna laugh and kick it
Just remember some niggas hate it
And they plan to take it, no matter how you get it
Yo' homies traded on you, now you get it
Now you seein' shit clear
Now you peep that your partner only been plottin' all of these years
Nigga yo' day ones'll be the first ones to stick a knife in you
Cold world
It's a cold world, but that's why my veins got ice in 'em
These days, even with the heat on, you're lucky if you make it through the winter
They proppin' shit like tough guys, but they bitch made like Bruce Jenner
Believe none of what your ears hear
Trust nothin' that your eyes behold
I checked my favorite rapper's Instagram, and it's startin' to look like a clown show
I don't feel like dealing with shit today
A nigga gotta issue with me
I don't feel like hearing that shit today
I'm only here for the money
I won't let none of you get in the way
'Cause I gotta get it and divvy it up
So everyone gets a plate
I've earned everything but a break
[Verse 1]
They say money can't buy you happiness
But bein' broke ain't worth a bag of shit
I don't really care about half this shit
But when it come to gettin' money, I'm passionate
I stand for what I believe in, and I ain't playin' like Kaepernick
Never leave home without the pistol on
You ask me, that's a fashion tip
No, I ain't got much fashion sense
But it's common sense that if you flashin' shit
They'll pull up on you tryna jack yo' shit
We're past content with never havin' shit
You make it out, you come back to visit
You miss yo' block, you wanna laugh and kick it
Just remember some niggas hate it
And they plan to take it, no matter how you get it
Yo' homies traded on you, now you get it
Now you seein' shit clear
Now you peep that your partner only been plottin' all of these years
Nigga yo' day ones'll be the first ones to stick a knife in you
Cold world
It's a cold world, but that's why my veins got ice in 'em
These days, even with the heat on, you're lucky if you make it through the winter
They proppin' shit like tough guys, but they bitch made like Bruce Jenner
Believe none of what your ears hear
Trust nothin' that your eyes behold
I checked my favorite rapper's Instagram, and it's startin' to look like a clown show
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