My homie sayin we not gon make it to the top
Lookin in the mirror we makin all this payrolls like not enough
But this bitch comin like on my come up
She broke im up
She thought im gonna talk bout it like
Im gonna get all her besties like
Imma get on my glow up like hold up
Baby I got enough lies
If you just a maybe its not enough
Cause I got enough on me mind
Grinding all the time twenty four seven
Got everything from seven eleven
If I poured that drank it gon be purple in and out
If she know what im talkin bout
She gonna come back on replay
Im gon break her back
Maybe imma gon break her heart too
If I knew all that shit when I met you
But she comin back and tryna make amends
Like amen bitch you outta the picture
I got yo bestie shes better not bitter
She was talkin too much so I throw her back to the gutter
I got enouch f*ckin lookin at my guala
Bitches always talkin im like walla
Gettin all my money and my payrolls up
And im reachin to the skies new vision like I got the apple pro
I see all her flaws clear lil bro
Before these hoes come and break all the flows like
I got enough and she knows im the og
And im sayin oh jesus christ pray on me
Cause I dont know whats the price
Gettin all bitches attention is not worth enough
And im on my come up bitch comin and play with my racks
Put em in the safe
If this bitch sayin shes okay
Shes not okay like
If she says shes yours
Shes not shes lyin
Shes mine shes just on my time
Like imma change her with another bitch
And she never understood the switch
Cause I got enough on my payroll to mind that
Now lil bro already locked up saying its going to be okay
Hes already three years in the cage i dont know what to say