Money all I think about Its like that I don't care no more Bitch I could love you But I'm runnin in and out the door I'm just having things getting things right before I go Still I'm so young all ahead of me is fucking throat Niggas hate on me but I used to be they idol tho Mr roll man so yo bitch call me fabio She be gettin wet when I'm coming out the audio Chris travis smokin thirty blunts on her patio Why you niggas mad but yo bitch want a cameo In between her legs like a motherfucking underscore Boy I been a man need to check my portfolio Niggas think they famous but they [?] don't match they ratio Nigga you can't handle it you might as well give me that Niggas want to brawl beat his ass out his bucket hat Once its coming off he won't ever ever get it back Niggas talk shit but they pray so they get attacked I smoke too many blunts to clear the river of my thoughts And I'm not from chicago but I do not fuck with thots You lame niggas tryna be someone that you not Just take a deep breathe my nigga cause you need to stop And I be getting so high that I can't keep up with the time And I be getting so high cause I can't deal with these lies A nigga disrespect get his ass beat out his mind Its crazy how you talkin tell your ass get demised