I always dreamed of Lamborghinis I ain't drove them yet
But I gotta hope for sense out of this hopelessness
cnd lately I've been branching out you see me focused man
I'm sprouting all these money trees out of these vocal stems
Exotic creatures in my phone it's like a pokedex
You got a girl be thankful that I haven't stole her yet
I'm an addict I admit I can't control myself
But you know she can't get that feeling from like no one else
I hit the club that Gucci jacket it was borrowed some
But all that pussy that it got me man I owe you one
Pakistani prayers keeping all the demons off
Up at the Kiosk

Blame me for your losses, pay me all the profit
Let it pile all the way
Oh I got that feeling, taking off the ceiling
Got it coming no delay
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, take the top off
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, tear the block up
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, I got the money on the way yeah yeah
I got your honey on the way yeah yeah

Bill collector hit my phone like every millisecond
I'm just trying to cut the record can you chill a second
I'm dodging writer's block, depression and a couple exes
But peep the way that I finessed like I'm destined
Then we got evicted from the crib, cause we played the 808s too loud
I'm just gonna blame that one on Chris, but I'm sorry sue I gotta hold it down
Fuck it though been broke but we eating
Eighty proof only truth that I'm speaking
cnd I got so many buckets on the table it be looking like the roof is leaking

Blame me for your losses, pay me all the profit
Let it pile all the way
Oh I got that feeling, taking off the ceiling
Got it coming no delay
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, take the top off
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, tear the block up
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, I got the money on the way yeah yeah
I got your honey on the way yeah yeah