Letras
I got money in my pocket, does that really shit?
When we die, will the greatest artist really mean shit?
Would the things I could not buy or shoes I couldn't get would have a meaning to me now?
No it's all bullshit
If I stayed on the web, my hand would still be on my dick
If I stayed with those niggas, I'd be locked up or not here
Since I do not give a fuck, I keep grinding till I can't
All these niggas on my dick, it's hard for me to pull my pants up
The inner me tells me that I should do that
Don't reply, don't call nigga let them be
I just need some me time, save that blunt for me
I'm not being selfish, I'm just doing me
See I know I was different, these niggas love to stay the same
Y'all tried to fit in with the crowd I thought that's shits lame
I'ma go home, smoke, eat then I masturbate
Fuck the world, I'm not gonna stop until I ejaculate, yeah
Can you supply, I'm demanding
Don't give a fuck bout how you dress, what can you hand me?
Y'all niggas worried bout jewelry and Grammy's
I'm focused on working hard, understand me
Can you supply, I'm demanding
Don't give a fuck bout how you dress, what can you hand me?
Y'all niggas worried bout jewelry and Grammy's
I'm focused on working hard, understand me, bitch!