Wasn't shit
I remember days I ain't have no money (Dexter, Jay Critch, hah)
Broke as shit, what?
What? It's Critch, hah, huh (Oh man, goddamn)
I remember days I was broke as shit, huh
Now I got a Bentley truck, I'm in my whip, huh, ooh
And your bitch, she bad as fuck, she doing dick, huh
But I can't trust that bitch, huh, she want some money and shit, ooh
I remember days I was broke as shit, huh
Now I got a Bentley truck, I'm in my whip, huh, ooh
And your bitch, she bad as fuck, she doing dick, huh
But I can't trust that bitch, huh, she want some money and shit, ooh (Oh man, goddamn)
Ride around New York, me and Jay Critch, huh, ooh
Everybody looking, wanna take a pic, huh, ooh
I told him, "Bro, hell yeah, I prayed for this," huh, yeah
Mama sick, huh, this my mama shit, huh, wat
I'm a boss to these lil' niggas, huh
You ain't got no check, yeah, my money getting bigger, huh
Looking at my wrist, yeah, that bitch a six figure
I could've fucked your girl, she know I'm that man, yeah, I'm that nigga, hah
I remember days I was broke as shit, huh
Now I got a Bentley truck, I'm in my whip, huh, ooh
And your bitch, she bad as fuck, she doing dick, huh
But I can't trust that bitch, huh, she want some money and shit, ooh
I remember days I was broke as shit, huh
Now I got a Bentley truck, I'm in my whip, huh, ooh
And your bitch, she bad as fuck, she doing dick, huh
But I can't trust that bitch, huh, she want some money and shit, ooh (Oh man, goddamn)
I remember days we was broke as shit
When you getting paid, you know everybody notice it
I stayed in my lane, spent a bag, and I reloaded it
I'm still with the gang, let it off and they reloaded it
Lot of money on me, got a load of it
Blowing up like missiles
He talking, but the boy not official
I got something that'll solve all my issues
I got brothers that'll pull up and hit you
Hold up, I talk my shit on camera
Came from nothing, gotta flex up
Baby, this whip ain't standard
Came from nothing but we blessed up
Can't take this shit for granted
The whip black and white like panda
I need all the racks, demand it
Ran off with the pack, he panicked
I'm talking that money language (Jugg)
Want the money, don't wanna be famous (Jugg)
She want money, she can't be my lady (Jugg, jugg, jugg)
I remember days I was broke as shit, huh
Now I got a Bentley truck, I'm in my whip, huh, ooh
And your bitch, she bad as fuck, she doing dick, huh
But I can't trust that bitch, huh, she want some money and shit, ooh
I remember days I was broke as shit, huh
Now I got a Bentley truck, I'm in my whip, huh, ooh
And your bitch, she bad as fuck, she doing dick, huh
But I can't trust that bitch, huh, she want some money and shit, ooh
(Oh man, goddamn)
compositores: Dexter Tiewon Gore, Jason Critchlow
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