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I don't need friends

They don't wanna see someone

Like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it

I really got rich

Tell a bitch or a hater

To suck on my dick

Never give focus

On hate I receive

I could achieve more than

They could dream

I know they ain't

Tough enough to be me

Makin' money like magic

Got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes

I brought sand to the beach

Tеst drive 'em all

But I don't wanna keep

Pop me an X

Causе I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep

I get two days a week

They say they drippin'

I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out

Ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke

I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid

And I'm feelin' relieved

Call up a thottie

I hit when I please

Whatever it take

Might just pay her to leave

My bitch Latina

My choppa is Russian

Wheezy on beats

That's expensive percussion

Can't get no Act'

So we sippin' on red

Can't talk to my bro

Cause he still in the feds

Can't get these

Demons up outta my head

Can't slide on the opps

Cause they already dead

What I can do

I can go get some money

Whole pool heated up

And it cost a hundred thousand

Cause I left that shit runnin'

I can turn nothin' to somethin'

Book me a show and

I fly out the country

I eat at Nobu when

I get the munchies

Drivin' in bucket seats

Had to serve buckets

I put the top down

And I let her suck it

Friends

They don't wanna see someone

Like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it

I really got rich

Tell a bitch or a hater

To suck on my dick

Never give focus

On hate I receive

I could achieve more than

They could dream

I know they ain't

Tough enough to be me

Makin' money like magic

Got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes

I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all

But I don't wanna keep

Pop me an X

Cause I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep

I get two days a week

They say they drippin'

I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out

Ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke

I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid

And I'm feelin' relieved

I gave a round of

Applause to myself

I put the baddest

Lil' bitch on the shelf

I went '21 wagon

And sat it on F's

I don't gotta brag

This shit speak for itself

I got stripes in my hood

Run the game

I'm the ref

I keep the firearm

Under my belt

And I run with some real ones

Who bang to the left

Marchin' band baby

I know how to step

I can't speak on the business

It's quiet as kept

Look like a diva

I know how to treat her

I know how to keep her

She fine as hell

I spend a quarter milli'

On a Richard Millie

I keep quiet

I never gon' tell

I put my life savings

In the brown box

I was gettin' that shit

In the mail

I keep a mil' cash

For the best lawyer

I ain't worried 'bout

Goin' to jail

I just spent 8K

On some Hermès bags

50k more on Chanel

I got the ball now

Ain't gon' ball-hog

I'ma pass it to bro

For the layup

I just went Prada T-shirt

With the Prada jacket

You can tell I'm

A motherfuckin' player

I don't need friends

They don't wanna see someone

Like me doin' better than them

Still can't believe it

I really got rich

Tell a bitch or a hater

To suck on my dick

Never give focus

On hate I receive

I could achieve more than

They could dream

I know they ain't

Tough enough to be me

Makin' money like magic

Got tricks up my sleeve

Too many vibes

I brought sand to the beach

Test drive 'em all

But I don't wanna keep

Pop me an X

Cause I gotta get geeked

Talkin' 'bout sleep

I get two days a week

They say they drippin'

I'm kissin' my teeth

They burnin' it out

Ain't no chrome left for me

When I was broke

I was feelin' uneasy

Now I get paid

And I'm feelin' relieved