I've been taken advantage of
Some of my best friends snitched on me
Got me lookin' around like, which homie?
'Cause my day one switched on me
Some of my family members
Are only DNA in common
For a couple of dollars
That they've promised to lay your mama
And wouldn't think twice 'bout it

I go crazy don't I
I go cuckoo
Dripping brazy, don't lie
In that new new
I saw one hundred straight nights
Thinking of new coupe
These messages don't straight lie
Dats my boo boo, mwah
I enjoy loyalty (uh) 'cause I'm royalty (uh)
Baby spoil me (uh) that means more to me (uh)
Treat me like I'm special
That's gonna get you foreign keys
Diamonds on my neck probably cost a quarter key
Don't make no princess, how they gliss gliss
I'ma big dealer
These bitches throwin' big fists
Trying to catch a bible
Stand close to a rich bitch
I shoot my shot up at your nigga
That I swish swish

I'm movin' militant
I'm a mobster
Go send my ex to catch the body
But he locked up
All that shit that's goin down
I stay on top of
I specialize in solid rides and pop-ups

I can't trust nobody, I try
Stood in my face
Kept tellin' me lies
On my own ten toes
Nigga, I stood high
Try to hold me down, nigga still I rise
Four motherfuckers in real like dis
Turn me in to savage, I'm militant
Smile in your face, but they envious
I need reparations and millions

I'm a savage
Dressed classy
But I still be talkin' ratchets
Finessing for the bread
I gotta have it
What a blessin'
Will it become get nasty
Bitch I'm livin' lavish
I got expensive habits
I fully done got my weight up
For the empower with the paper
Just no black light
The raiders
Blacked up camo with the red laser

Fuck you bitch, gotta pay me for a favor
You niggas be low key haters
Hot key I'ma paper chaser
Rockin' up on angels
I'ma fuckin' hell raiser
Soul snatcher, under taker
Catch you off nigga
See you later
Put her off I'm a villain later
Fuckin' all your thots
I'm her father
Bitch, I'm Darth Vader
How she callin' me daddy
Would have thought I made her
Had cake since a jit, I coulda been for anime
Shout-out to 'Frisco
Just made a mil' in the Bay
Rent up the rest
I eatin' tenderloin steaks
Me eat in style homie
Can't get shit up off my plate

I can't trust nobody, I try
Stood in my face
Kept tellin' me lies
On my own ten toes
Nigga, I stood high
Try to hold me down, nigga still I rise
Four motherfuckers in real like dis (for real)
Turn me in to savage, I'm militant (for real)
Smile in your face, but they envious (for real)
I need reparations and millions

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Writer(s): Kamaiyah Jamesha Johnson, Pierre Delince