I've been workin' up for hours, when the fuck I get to sleep
Don't text me on no bullshit, it was for you and not for me
You say you who I'm gon' want and it ain't what I'm gon' need
Pop out with a white tee. brand new coat, this ain't no mink
All of my money depressed and shit, I think that's why it's blue
I ain't got time for the extra shit, bitch, I ain't got time for you
She act like a dog for the bone and shit, but I still got money to move
I put a drum on the glock and shit, there ain't no chance I'ma lose
Yeah, cause if I'ma do it, I'll do it again
I don't need permission on money I spend
Cause they ain't the ones out here gettin' us in
And I made enough money to buy me a Benz
All these bitches too blind, they can't see through a lens
Ya stand on that shit, we cannot be friends
Yeah, I don't make wishes unless it come true
I don't wanna be your bae, what about you
She got a friend, I get them by the two
I just dropped a bag on a pair of Jimmy Choo
I'm always arrested, she likin' the rules
A young turnt kid with a pocket of blues
I'm makin' this shit, never pickin' n choose
She tryna' be friends, told her I don't make truths
Like, oh my God, Trenton, you different
Got her in bed and she out here sinnin
But I'm still winnin
You ain't got no bag, I know that you miss it
My brother got bags, I got em extensions
Now that he up, they gon' try to come get it
Money put it through the counter
Fourth of July and I'm makin' it loud
She lovin' the drugs, she doin' some powder
Go to the club and I'm makin' it shower, yeah
I'm makin' it rain
She tryin' to give me some brain
Told that bitch she just a friend right now
I can't let her be my main
40 on, make it bang
I ain't trippin' bout a thing
I told that bitch she needa get a Uber
I can't let her in the range
I've been workin' up for hours
When the fuck I get to sleep
Don't text me on no bullshit
It was for you and not for me
You say you who I'm gon' want
It ain't what I'm gon' need
Pop out with a white tee
Brand new coat, this ain't no mink
All of my money look good and shit
I think that's why you mad
I'm always out here inventin' shit
I'm always in the lab
Chasin' around with the gen and shit
I ain't tryin' to play no tag
Off of this shit, I'ma crash
I'm in your U.K. so that boy can get stabbed