You want fame, I want money Nigga, we is not the same
You a lame and a funny Nigga, we is not the same
it go bang, at your tummy Nigga, now you feelin' pain
On my own for too long I think I'm going insane
I think I'm going insane
On my own for too long I think I'm going insane
I think I'm going insane
On my own for too long I think I'm going insane
But it's what? But it's fine
Cause there's money on my brain
And theres bitches on my line
And they all in love with Sage
And I tell them that I'm fine
But for real, I'm feelin' rage
Feelin' what?
Feelin' rage
Feelin' what?
Feelin' pain
Cryin' in the rain
Gave the bitch my heart
And I told her keep the change
Told you this before, boy
Better count your days
Told you this before, boy
All of this is your choice
It ain't loud enough
So I think I'ma make some more noise
Cause if you speak low
They won't be able to hear your voice
Gotta do this shit just to survive
We don't do this for joy
Now we gettin' bread and gettin' high
But still don't feel the void
High, gettin' high, gettin' high
Still don't feel the void
All the cash, and the riches
Can it feel the void?
The baddest of bitches
Can it feel the void?
No, can it feel the void
No, can it feel the void
No, can it feel the void
No, can it feel the void
No, I cannot feel this void
I'm gettin' pretty annoyed
Nigga, I'm a motherfucker
Man, you merely a boy
I be walkin' round at night
And I hear mysterious noise
I am delirious
not a joke, I am serious, boy
Oh, if I can't be high there
Then I do not wanna go
Get high an just lie there
I don't think I wanna go
Bad bitch said she gon' slide
And put on a show
I know niggas just want me to die
But I ain't gonna go
No, I ain't gonna go
Sage Apollo here to stay
You can swallow all these hollows
Fuckery gon end today
Why you tryna be like me
Nigga, we are not the same
Nigga, I want money
you want fame I want money nigga, we is not the same
You a lame and a funny
Nigga, we is not the same
They go bang at your tummy
Nigga, now you feelin' pain
On my own for to long
I think I'm going insane
I think I'm going insane
On my own for too long
I think I'm going insane
I think I'm going insane
On my own for too long
I think I'm going insane
But it's fine
Cause there's money on my brain
And there's bitches on my line
And they all in love with sage
And I tell them that I'm fine
But for real I'm feelin' rage
Feeling what?
Feeling what