Yeah, yeah, ayy Two-eighty-five, goin' ninety in a ride that I ain't too proud of I'm just tryna make it on time Tryna avoid a hundred and ten dollar tip-out Shout-out to Miss T., she stay lookin' out Dumb ass niggas ain't got no money in the club, why not? Dumb ass niggas in the club only got a dub and some ones I'm just tryna make it out, out, out, out Out, out, oh But I know when I'm done, I'll get what I want I'll get what I want, oh I'll be in my crib, I'll be ridin' in my Benz Call it what you want, but I'm just tryna be set up Set up, I'm just tryna be set up Set up, I'm just tryna be set up (set up) Set up, I'm just tryna be set up Set up, oh-oh (oh-oh) Huh, huh, huh, huh, set up Huh, huh, huh, huh, 'cause I'm just tryna be Set up, oh, oh Set up, oh, oh

Never say, never say what you can't do Never let nobody tell you what you can't do Yay, I say yay Say yeaaaah Don't let nobody tell you that it ain't you Chase your dreams, my baby Don't let anybody stop your dreamin' No matter how hard it's seemin' Keep grindin', I know you got a reason Don't be scared to express yourself Go and tell all your daughters you ain't leavin' Tell 'em that you're here to stay Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Fuck anybody who hate it Game face on but we ain't playin' Aye we just gettin' to the money, the money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, money Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Me and all my niggas, we gon' make it Aye cause gettin' to the money, money Aye we just gettin' to the money, the money

I don't ask no questions I just handle business I don't ask for favors I don't ask for niggas Who the fuck asked you niggas? Look, I don't run from no one Pass me my drink, I'm on one Real killers moving in silence, Act sober Act sober All of these niggas be goofy rats Telling on everything moving I was in Austin and I was feeling real groovy Shoutout my boy Trae he put on for Houston I say, "who want it with me?" Pull up with Benz, got them drummers with me Ready for war like, who coming with me? Got goons who feel like what's the point in living Niggas hoes, so what's the point in trippin' Crack a nigga head like a fortune cookie You had a choice pussy, wet you up like Like moist pussy My young niggas look up to me Get a hand going for a buck fifty No thanksgiving, I ate dinner I ain't missing out on no meals I'm so patient, I'll wait for it Cut a nigga face like seals I'm so trill, I'm so 'bout it My music give me chills, ahh Like damn i'm so little but I'm feeling like Shaquille (O'neal) If I go today, just know today You were in my will (my fam) My best friend and my godson He just like my kid (Tristin) I ain't going back to my old life I'm in this shit forreal (I'm in it, I'm winnin') So if you try to take that from me nigga It's kill or be killed, ahh (wassup?) It's kill or be killed I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title Niggas intentions be bad Look at what they did to them here Look at what they did to my dad Niggas be feelin' themselves I rather feel on myself Than to let you feel on my ass I got the chrome and the stash I'm not no thug, I just know niggas with masks Woah, hahaaa You pussies don't move how I move I ain't into flashing my jewels I ain't never gon' lose Can't be like Tim with that two We got burners and fuel (fuel) We'll do you, & we'll do you, we'll do you Woah, hahaaa We'll do you, aye, we'll do you I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title I can't hold back I gotta live life Go and get everything that I desire Why you playin' with stones If you don't like fire What's the point of playin' roles If you ain't gon' own the title

You left me time Oooh, ohhh This from me to you Oooh, ohhh Oooh, ohhh I really think that you're hot Let me see what you got, let me see it, let me see it How could we make this make sense? how? how? Without looking really crazy I ain't trying to look like no fool, you know You got a family of your own And you know my situation I wouldn't say it if I ain't mean it wouldn't say, wouldn't say Baby, you're so beautiful to me, you're so beautiful to me And I wonder what it's like I wonder, I wonder I want to take a risk and see And I think you feel the same How you be starin' at me, how you be staring at me I always catch you looking at me every time, I saw you I make love to you all in my head Why does this feel like some love affair? I know what I want when I see it So Imma go, but what I know so be it I ain't trynna cause no drama But I can't help how I feel Butterflies in my stomach Every time that I see you Oooh, ohhh Oooh, ohhh Every time that I see you Meet me in the lobby, can you meet me downstairs in the lobby, I knock on your door In your gym clothes So nobody knows I said "can't nobody stop us, can't nobody stop us" Not, I stand my ground ten toes, I hold it down for you The way you make me feel Do that thing with your nose. Okay, why you keep doing that? Baby, look I can show you better than I can tell you, I want you, I want you, want you And Imma get you, naw I ain't trynna cause no drama But I can't help how I feel

With all of my might, With all of my might I do this. It's a waste of my time to pursue this. I'm so full of self-indulgence to think that you'd like this song. Jot it down and I stuck it in the basement, Underneath the living room floor. For some reason I don't think I'm gonna make it. For some reason I don't think about it anymore. Get so bored with the radio, bored with the video. You've got to make a _______, just to let'em know. ______________________________________________ With all of my might, With all of my might I do this. It's a waste of my time to pursue this. I'm so fucked self-indulgent to think you'd like this song.