Yeah, I be counting cash, counting racks, counting digits in my bag
It might give you a heart attack
I'm tryna find my sound, all my money, it's the right amount
I don't need a bitch that make me frown, I need a bitch that will make me proud
I don't rap a lot, so much to do
Can't catch a break, I'm stuck on you
And I don't need you, no, and I don't need your love
My mind is the only thing I trust, you really know I don't give
I used to think I needed you by my side, but now I see the truth
You were never worth the fight, and I'll spread my wings and I'll fly
I'll reach out for the sky without you
Holdin' me back, I'll finally be able to thrive
It takes a lot of courage and some strength to be where I'm at
Huh, you know I'm just speakin' these facts
Yeah, I'll pick yourself up and then turn around
Shoutout Jace! on Spacebound
I really just found out when I'm in that M4
We just goin' downtown
You tryna say I didn't change up?
I'm just livin', bein' myself, that's the answer
Huh, bad bitch, I might make her put her hands up
Make her do a backflip in the end zone
Yeah, I be countin' cash, countin' racks, countin' digits in my bag
It might give you a heart attack, I'm tryna find my sound
All my money, it's the right amount
I don't need a bitch that make me frown
I need a bitch that will make me proud
Damn,
And I swear I been wit it
Me and you I kind of miss it
Haven't talked yea it's been a minute
I remember I tried fix it
I remember you said it was finished
Tried to tell you that I could be different
Tried to tell you I'd change my image
Tried to do it for you
I tried to tell you it was true
But now I'm in love with the blues
I got a bag now I can't lose
She said Kantë wow you grew
Like baby it coulda been us
Me and you making a bag
But you didn't want my trust
So I'm not coming back
In my head thought it would be different
When I bled was it making a difference
Yea I did it for you you were trippen
Ungrateful yea you really missed it
I was faithful but I don't miss it
Cause I swear you had me slippen up
Every time I tried to fix it up
You went and brought me down
Bang em up we ain't making a sound
Rang it up like I'm buying a pound
Ran it up like just look around
Me and my twin goin 3 digit miles
In a spaceship it don't make a sound
Shout out to Jace! we going space bound
Yea we making a crowd
I'm tryna make you proud.