LYRIC

[Produced by Ryan Garber]

[Hook]
Came up, learned stuff, niggas switched up
I cannot trust no one, no love
We fight, we fuss, then kiss, make up
I'm all alone with my pistol
Don't fall in love with these bitches, and no I do not trust these niggas
I fell in love with the money, [?] counting the figures
We fight, we fuss, then kiss, make up
I'm all alone with my pistol
[Verse 1]
I don't got no time for hoes that's gone play me, I make time for music
I see that they got their eyes on me, I feel like they want me to lose it
If I take a second away, I'm so lost, without it I'm clueless
When I come around, I know she gone want me, I like how she move it
She got my attention, I'm moving, I weave, no extensions
If they want to get it when can then
She flex so I'm fucking her friend then
They know that I don't got no limits
I [?] with that rock like I'm [?]
[?], I just need a minute
I'm number one but I got digits
I could've gave her the world, but now I'm just looking and hoping for better things
I'ma just marry the money cause really I'm not tryna fuck with them wedding rings
I'ma stay low and just keep my distance from them petty things, I cannot fuck with them petty things
I'ma just keep me them heavy things, don't run up on me, cause I got the things, we can settle things

[Hook]
Came up, learned stuff, niggas switched up
I cannot trust no one, no love
We fight, we fuss, then kiss, make up
I'm all alone with my pistol
Don't fall in love with these bitches, and no I do not trust these niggas
I fell in love with the money, [?] counting the figures
We fight, we fuss, then kiss, make up
I'm all alone with my pistol
[Verse 2]
I need a girl who is priceless, looking her down, man she got a nice fit
Booty is super incredible, out of this world so I know she can ride this
Why should I give you a chance? My momma she told me, boy, chase after diamonds
We say that we want the loyal girls, but I can't find it, I'll take one night then
Turnt up, no blunt, I just get drunk
Nice style, black Vans, Nike hood on
I be sitting on a throne, your player aim it at your dome
Hit a lick just for the money, so nigga, I don't need a loan

[Hook]
Came up, learned stuff, niggas switched up
I cannot trust no one, no love
We fight, we fuss, then kiss, make up
I'm all alone with my pistol
Don't fall in love with these bitches, and no I do not trust these niggas
I fell in love with the money, [?] counting the figures
We fight, we fuss, then kiss, make up
I'm all alone with my pistol

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Released by Psychic Records