I spent some days in the trap and got my money up (yeah) Bust it down, the Rollie, now she's tryna fuck (yeah) And now she fiendin' all up on me just like I’m a drug (yeah) I remember back when y'all wouldn't show me love (yeah) Jaguar truck on the

Quit my job, ain't got no money Seems I have to leave this town Board the train that's eastward bound Packed my bags, run to the station Tell mama and all the folks back home Sometimes a man just feels He's got to make it alone Tell mama why I'm leaving

Run the money up, way up Life ain't sweet ain't no lay-up Stayed the same and they changed up I knew they was gon' change up Money never gon' change us Drip for sale, they gotta pay us I stayed down and I came up So I just be in my lane stuck Cook that

She always held me down I've been running from my problems I've been running from you Girl, all this money, all these things, don't feel the same without you I can't trust these others girls, I got a feeling 'bout you Even though I'm doing well, I lose

Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down with my niggas 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now We could've been somebody And came out of your body And came out of our body Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to

And I'm down for you always Say you'll never ever leave from beside me 'Cause I want ya, and I need ya Trap, TrapMoneyBenny This shit got me in my feelings Kiki, do you love me? Are you riding? KB, do you love me? Are you riding? (Clap that ass, you're

And I ain't got time for nothin' else Anything but my baby I just don't have the time Listen to me people I ain't got time to think about Money Or what it can buy And I ain't got time to sit down and wonder What make the birdies fly And I don't have time

(I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head, get down (She give me money) Now, I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas (I gotta leave) Get down girl, go 'head Eighteen years, eighteen years She take my

I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn There once was a woman A strange kind of woman The kind that gets written down in history Her name was Nancy Her face was nothing fancy She left a trail of happiness and misery

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the vert