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I got bands Broke boys coming to me with their open hands And I ain't trippin' I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend I finally fell in love Now all these bitches wanna come and f*** up my plans I'm just trying to be who I am It's just something they will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand
Same life, getting rich, whoa I got a fuckin' problem Trying to flex up on young posty, we gon' tell them what's up We gon' tour motherfuc***, came up, I ain't lonely Gotta problem Santiago, 45 by the gut Post and 1st, we in the cut, we were smoking on the woods And they think it smells good and they all want a puff Said they see me at the show, they was in the front row They wanna f***, I told them bitches come and jump on my bus We got molly and we got Xans And we got drank and we got plants And we got white and we got gas And it's just something they will never understand
I got bands Broke boys coming to me with their open hands And I ain't trippin' I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend I finally fell in love Now all these bitches wanna come and f*** up my plans I'm just trying to be who I am It's just something they will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand
[Larry June:] They will never understand They used to didn't love me now they calling me the man Baby where are you going? Love, you know I got a plan I can elevate your life, your life Keep them niggas far away, they praying on my downfall You don't f*** with me the long way so baby what you here for? It could be so simple, meet me out in Frisco Yeah yeah, yeah-hey Calculate your steps and keep your circle small Understand that nothing lasts forever Glamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperate Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got bands Broke boys coming to me with their open hands And I ain't trippin' I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend I finally fell in love Now all these bitches wanna come and f*** up my plans I'm just trying to be who I am It's just something they will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand They will never understand.