作词 : ACOT
作曲 : ACOT
Check the fukin numbers buddy
I been gettin money
Old hoes bugging on my celly
They want something from me
Only thing they gettin is a picture of my new b***h
Muh bugging y'all can suck me on my damn d**k
I'm not rich
But I could buy a b***h some new shit
I don't gotta room but all these rings up on my damn fist
I feel like Rick James
Minus all the bullshit
That was me in 2017
But those my old ways
I ditched the acid and shrooms
Cuz I got shit to do
Critics on my d**k
So now I gotta lotta shit to prove
Dropped a couple hits
And got the people going crazy
Buncha groupies
On my Twitter
Askin me to have their baby
Fuk Kanye
Nah He ain't relevant
Just another rich man
Suckin on the president
Rap needs a new muh fuka that can represent
Poverty and all the rest
And I can do that shit the best
Me and my momma use to live inside a shelter
And cried like every night
Because my momma needed better
All the pain I felt inside on top of that
My pops was selling shit
Easy access to that shit
Started druggin just to cope
See mutha ****a I am hip hop
I ain't gonna stop
Until you see me at the damn top
Andif I ever flop
Then this gon be the hardest shit I drop
Prolly not cuz a muh fuka hot