Lyrics
I won't chase a bag
Money counterfeit, boy I'm never breaking bad
I won't sell my soul just to pull up in a jag
Couldn't gain the world if the money never last
Crown up on my head, I ain't bowing to the cash
Cash, cash, cash, cash
Got my fame up (huh)
Came in the game, my flow too easy
Got my name up (okay)
They want my soul to disappear, they David Blaine us
Said what's a man to lose himself
Just for the paystubs?
What is it to lose your soul?
What is it to die? (die)
Barbie tryna get Ken divorced, for the five (five)
Conquer and divide, if your money full of pride (uh)
Now you in a different house, and you wanna cry (why?)
So many chicks outside, but they hurtin (aw)
Can't find real love, married Birkin
Materialistic, always workin' for a Birkin (uh)
Sell your soul for a check, new boyfriend
I got homies that put up a bag for a new Corvette (vett)
I got homies goin' outside, but you wouldn't know yet (yet)
What is make-up to a man? VV when it's frozen (froze)
Benjamin, pocket bold and it's broken (broke)
But his heart broke, leave him in the ocean (woah)
He just want Jesus, but he don't know yet
Not okay with lookin' broke, but your soul broken
Lost your soul to the world, but you don't know it
I won't chase a bag
Money counterfeit, boy I'm never breaking bad
I won't sell my soul just to pull up in a jag
Couldn't gain the world if the money never last
Crown up on my head, I ain't bowing to the cash
Cash, cash, cash, cash
Got my fame up (huh)
Came in the game, my flow too easy
Got my name up (okay)
They want my soul to disappear, they David Blaine us
Said what's a man to lose himself
Just for the paystubs?
I won't chase a bag
Money counterfeit, boy I'm never breaking bad
I won't sell my soul just to pull up in a jag
Couldn't gain the world if the money never last