[Intro]
Huh, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1]
I know it's a lot of people wanna see me win
It's even way more people wanna see me gone
Motherfuckers like, "Man, we want the old Tay"
Shit crazy, n***as don't like to see you grow
That shit give me vibes like n***as wanna see you broke
I want shows in forty states, not just in the O
If I really want you dead, you won't see a post
I'm in all black, but you gon' really think you seen a ghost
I'm a grown ass fuckin' man with two kids
I can't be happy with little money, I need M's
My old-heads ain't never drop dimes, they drop gems
Motivation when I was a kid, pop's drop Benz
If you gang when we shake hands, then wе lock in
I see stars on my whip every time I hop in
Lil' prеtty bitch from the A, she in my top ten
I don't walk in the club if I don't get the Glock in
I heard my old homie told, guess what? We not friends
We might look alike, but we don't act the same, we not twins
I see dog posting money on the 'Gram, that's not his
What I look like wifin' my man's bitch? I'm not Fiz

[Chorus]
Why you showin' weird vibes? Let me fall back
Called your phone three times, why you ain't call back?
You can't short me out no money, I need all that
Uh, shit ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Yeah, shit ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Still gettin' to the money, it ain't all bad
Yeah, shit ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
You ain't gettin' shit on credit, I need all cash
[Verse 2]
Huh, I need everything up front
I know her friends wanna fuck, I got your man's in a blunt
We just vibin', I wasn't even really plannin' to fuck
Hit the mall with no budget, I'm just scannin' shit up
I am not a wrestler, but I just slammed me a slut
On a tour with the guys, pretty fans on the bus
Rob a n***a, up blick, then he handed it up
Tune play with S9, he was scammin' with us
Huh, I know you don't love me, you don't gotta act for me
I wanna fuck, you want some money, ain't gotta cap for me
A lot of n***as, they be tender, they just actin' P
I ain't trippin' on what you did before or after me
I been had pape', your last n***a, he was acting cheap
Every time a n***a wanna play, it's big casualty
I ain't never have no beef that last a week
If you ain't gon' shoot your blick, n***a, pass to me

[Chorus]
Why you showin' weird vibes? Let me fall back
Called your phone three times, why you ain't call back?
You can't short me out no money, I need all that
Uh, shit ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Yeah, shit ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Still gettin' to the money, it ain't all bad
Yeah, shit ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
You ain't gettin' shit on credit, I need all cash