[Hook: LoneMoon]

I done made a lot of money

I spent it all on myself

I got a couple hunneds comin

Wipe the tears away with a dollar bill

Nyquil dreams, I regret ‘em

Try to get me down I never let it

This is my only conversation, let me tell you

Smokin up to forget about my feelings

[Verse 1: LoneMoon]

I been messing up a lot, but it’s my head that told me

Viridescent on my mind, sins standin before me

If I die tonight, 100,000 mourning for me

Same people telling me I ain’t a step up from boring

Ride or die, ain’t messing with that fake shit

All or nothing that’s the motto that I live with

Coming up quick, soon I’m your first pick

I don’t need my hands, my fuckin mind is what I feel with

Whole without myself like an amputee

I’m tryna tell myself that it ain’t the weed

Her solemn plea for a second me..

Letting me die that’s the second thing..

And I could care less about the dumb suckas tryna stop me

Packin heat in my back seat, no one try to rob me

I’m a god of the 4-5, that’s right

I’m a tyrant, I fuckin write this, I drop that tight shit

Fire, I fucking light this, I never fight this

I said I’m higher, a higher power, I’m Eiffel Tower

So, I can’t help that

[Hook]

I done made a lot of money

I spent it all on myself

I got a couple hunneds comin

Wipe the tears away with a dollar bill

Nyquil dreams, I regret ‘em

Try to get me down I never let it

This is my only conversation, let me tell you

Smokin up to forget about my feelings

[Verse 2: LoneMoon]

I done told a lot of stories

Thought a lot of thoughts

Pressure from the people, yeah it never seems to stop

People conversating but they never seem to talk

Running up this money, now I never need to walk oh

People I don't know

These people need to go home

These people taking that tone

That's enough

I done told a lot of stories

Thought a lot of thoughts

Pressure from the people, yeah it never seems to stop

People conversating but they never seem to talk

Running up this money, now I never need to walk oh

People I don't know

These people need to go home

These people taking that tone

Listen up

[Hook: LoneMoon]

I done made a lot of money

I spent it all on myself

I got a couple hunneds comin

Wipe the tears away with a dollar bill

Nyquil dreams, I regret ‘em

Try to get me down I never let it

This is my only conversation, let me tell you

Smokin up to forget about my feelings

[Verse 3: LoneMoon]

Rake it in, rake it in, let me get it

Let me sit, let me sit on my winnings

I’m a heartbreaker, playmaker, soul taker

Best underage, best believe Imma make it

Rake it in, rake it in, let me get it

Let me sit, let me sit on my winnings

I’m a heartbreaker, playmaker, soul taker

Best underage, best believe Imma make it

I’m a-