Lyrics
If I ain't got money, then I'm all alone
I like it when you're stacked pink or purple either either note
Can't really with these girls, it's all fun and jokes
Like you shoulda known, after the night girl don't call my phone
Had to cross these stepping stones
They love to cap like their hair's coming over-grown
The killer on these beats like Patron or Don Julio
But I don't really sip much, I'm always in the studio
Rolling up another strap, toke it then we're good to go
Theres places that I wanna go, places that I got to be
The haters stay mad at me, I'll live a life they'll never see
Don't need the beef like I'm cutting down on calories
But my pockets need dairies, so I'm chasing cheese
Like what you gotta cheese for
They show hate smile through it all teeth shown
And when I'm up like what they wanna see for
Do it til my track claymore and they keep blowing
Love for the people saying keep going
And I do this for them
Mix the green with blems
Hit the booth I'm going in
Mummy don't like the direction I'm going in
Probably cus I took another toke and its going in
Like straight to my lungs and it's straight to the dome
Straight Half moon on the phone
Sorry mum I didn't see them calls
I swear I'll be calling up more
Can't with these whores
Can't keep a convo so forced
I got to cut em off shit ain't good for my soul
And when it's all said and done think I'm better alone,
if I ain't got money
Don't cry, laugh bout it cus this shit's funny
After the rain don't worry it gets sunny
You'll make some ps if you stop thinking so bummy
Mixing hennesey with some honey
Don't drink too much before you come around saying that you love me
When you ain't ever had me
And I'll say that shit gladly
Real love think I'll never find
Buts its cool cus I found my own peace of mind