Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya Pull up at my job, I'ma get the bread
This is just my job, yo bitch giving head This is just my thoughts, painted on red
I don't write shit, so I left her on red I don't write shit, so I left her on red
Looking at your thoughts, yeah I'm really in your head
Looking at your shadow, yeah you still up in my bed
I'ma get a green, turn the green into the bread
Lately I've been working, trying just be worthy
You is just my doctor, you just give me surgery
Told you not to hurt me, told you not to hurt me
Gonna get a fortune, I know that I'm worthy
Looking at my money, no it's never hurt me
You say you don't like me, tell that stupid bitch to sue me
Ballin' money, callin' up, I got your bitch what she callin
Everyday whippin' a fortune, everyday I'm just ballin
No, I'm just different than rest, I got this gun and I aim it to chest
Run up on me, you get shot in your neck, I just found out that you got a vest
Living this life like I'm living a test, yeah, doing this shit like I'm doing the best
They say being alone is bad, but I think that shit is a flex
This is just my thoughts, painted on red I don't write shit, so I left her on red
Yeah, I don't write shit, so I left her on red
Looking at your thoughts, yeah, I'm really in your head
Looking at your shadow, yeah, you still up in my bed
I'ma get a green, turn the green into the red
Yeah, told him give me back up, no, just back up
You said that you love me, told you back up
Now I got the MacTalk, now I loaded bars
Your bitch really bad, oh, now she wanna fight
Well, told that bitch no cutthroat, now she wanna fight
No, I do not love you, no, we can't not touch
Stop texting me like we just in touch
Yeah, I don't like you, yeah, that's your fault
Yeah, getting that money is calling
Everyday wake up on my bed, I still feel like I'm balling
They want my bread, but if I make it now, they is not coming
No, yeah, lately I'm just getting red, so I think I'm coming up
Boom, boom