I can't have a conversation if it ain't about the bills
Niggas already knowin' that I'm tryna hit a mill
These bitches really burnt out, they can't ever keep it real
Niggas prayin' on my downfall, tell me how you really feel
How you feel, nigga? But I can't trip on that
It's a million ways to get the money
I just gotta speak the facts, been chasin' money every day
Damn near had me a heart attack
Ran it up and lost it in a week
I gotta run it back
All these bitches blowin' my line
Really givin' me a headache
Had to cut them all off
I had to put my head on straight
Old hoes try to get me back
But they knowin' that they too late
How you change when I was broke
Still, I let you eat off my plate
Told a few to hold it down
But they didn't seem to listen
Out here changin' for the better
They gon' think I went missin
Designer from my head to toe
They gon' see how I'm drippin
I f*cked his bitch then gave her back
This that real nigga pimpin
I can't have a conversation
If it ain't about the bills
Niggas already knowin
That I'm tryna hit a mill
These bitches really burnt out
They can't ever keep it real
Niggas prayin' on my downfall
Tell me how you really feel
But I can't trip on that
It's a million ways to get the money
I just gotta speak the facts, been chasin' money every day
Damn near had me a heart attack
Ran it up and lost it in a week
I gotta run it back
Let's go
Let's go
Ran it up and lost it in a week
I gotta run it back