I can't trust nobody Scared money don't make money I can't trust nobody Scared money don't make money On road taking risks One flight out the 6 Now I'm rocking that Rick You do not know what this is You do not know how it feels To wake up in the Mills Opinions coming in the mail And too many telling them tales Bright lights, bad bitch all lovely Pay the price of fame, it'll take u like it's nothing Made something out of nothing Don't ask me no questions I'm thumbing through these hunnids (Bands!) I understand that I made me the man Too many wanna involve me in plans Business is business I'm not shaking hands Once a boy now a man Turn a gram to a grand I got these bands in my pants I can't trust nobody Scared money don't make money I can't trust nobody Scared money don't make money