I get paid to speak, the labels send the invoice No time for niggas mad, I'm ballin’ like I'm James Harden I'm focused on these commas, I'm so tired of dodgin' sentences I'm loyal to my homies and I'm richer than my enemies Told G-Man if we touch the top, then we won't see the bottom Concrete jungle, if it's meant, then we gon' see about it The streets, they need me, that's the reason all my songs leak Christian Dior don’t help me much, them demons on me (Nigga) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah (Yeah) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah (Yeah) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah (Yeah) Oh (Yeah), oh (Yeah) I bought this watch to flex, I can’t tell the time on this bitch Up the wrist, Van Cleef When I hit, Plan B Call a Lyft, she stayin' with me Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Boot me up, don’t slow me down Bought the rear-view camera, ain't like how it sound, ain't got the kit Wake up in the morning, I pour this shit for breakfast, I'm sippin’ grits NoCap loud as me, yeah, I'ma hide all the keys I'm ridin' in the Bent' to Veeze, hittin' shit like Austin Reeves I'm gettin' so tired of you niggas hatin', I went and turnt off fatigue Lil' bro still rock the CDL, but he made that off a V Bought the car to flex, I don't know the price of this shit Text the jeweler: Meth, he put some ice on my wrist I sip Wock' and Tech, I don't need no price of no Trish Won't see me lost for breath, I save a life if you lick Cover my heart with Chrome, got that shit on like I'm Kent Lot of these niggas be buyin' pussy, but I don't pay a cent Told a bitch we ain't goin' on no date, make her order carry-out Miss me with a wedding, I left her naked at the Marriott (Nigga) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah (Yeah) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah (Yeah) Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah (Yeah) Oh (Yeah), oh (Yeah) I bought this watch to flex, I can't tell the time on this bitch Up the wrist, Van Cleef When I hit, Plan B Call a Lyft, she stayin' with me Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah