[Intro]

But at what cost? I got everything that I wanted

Smokin' on exotic, like I wanted to back then

Bad ho all up on me, but I'm knowin' she hit backends

I don't really know this hoe, so I'm gon' make her my friend

[Verse]

I. M. S. G. I- I-

I got my mans in the trap

He finna run it right back

She wanna talk about stacks, I wanna talk about racks

Yuh, bitch I've been gettin' these plaques, but I would never go lack

Yuh Gelato gon' get me right

Mama said put down the damn Sprite

25 ball, yea that's too light

Stole that damn script up in the damn night

I left to LA last week cause these A&Rs tryna get me no free flights

Seen my music up on Fader

Can't believе it yah, I reached new hеights

Me and brodie, we too close, but he switched up, so I can't be too tight

And the fuck do I care about opinions?

I already know that I been right

P- I piped up, up in the club

Couldn't ever fuck with no dub

Imsg is just number one

You wish you could be me and have all these funds

Ha, how the fuck I made so much?

Why you ask so much questions, just hold your tongue

It's all about me and me, I don't really care about you or no damn one

Yuh, bitch, I'm skrrtin' in a new Benz

I don't care bout no damn hoe

And I really said fuck all my friends

Cause they left me for dead

And you wonder why I got no rest, and you wonder why I flex

And you wonder why I don't text back? You wonder why I'm pressed

Cause now, I pay rent

And now I get them checks

And now I get that...

And now I keep that tech

[Chorus]

But at what cost? I got everything that I wanted

Smokin' on exotic, like I wanted to back then

Bad ho all up on me, but I'm knowin' she hit backends

I don't really know this hoe, so I'm gon' make her my friend

[Outro]

One thing that I hate, how these bitches move

I got riches dude

You not shit, lil dude

She tryna' fuck, that's rude

I got bands on you

I got bands on you

You said what do I got, I got fucking bands on you, bitch