[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Sometimes I think about this shit (About this shit)
I'ma die tryna get rich (Get rich)
Damn, I used to pray for this
A lot of n***as ain't made for this
Sometimes I think about this shit (Yeah)
I'ma die tryna get rich (Get rich)
Damn, I used to pray for this
A lot of n***as ain't made for this

[Verse 1]
And I can't lie, girl, you been on my mind
You been on my mind, you been on my mind
If it start gettin' rocky, is you ridin' to the end?
On me, two bad bitches, and they tryna let me in
And my mama steady prayin' for me in this life of sin
Turned a dollar into ten, I had to stay down for the win (Yeah)
These pussy n***as think they know me
Better pay up if you owe me (Owе me)
I ball just like Ginobili
Nah, fuck that, I'm ballin' like Kobе (Kobe)
In the cut, I'm sippin' on codeine (Codeine)
Pray to God I don't OD (OD)
I turned my back on the old me
These pussy n***as, they owe me
[Chorus]
Sometimes I think about this shit (Yeah)
I'ma die tryna get rich (Get rich)
Damn, I used to pray for this (Pray for this)
A lot of n***as ain't made for this (Yeah)
Sometimes I think about this shit (Yeah)
I'ma die tryna get rich (Get rich)
Damn, I used to pray for this (Yeah)
A lot of n***as ain't made for this (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
She know what it is (What it is)
Give me one second while I pop my shit (Pop my shit, bitch)
I got thirty on my neck, I'm wearin' a watch from [?]
And I ain't got no stylist, I be stylin' shit (Stylin' shit)
AR always posted with some stupid fine shit
If you don't see the man of your dreams, you blind, bitch (Blind, bitch)