[Hook]

Money, Cars, and Clothes

Yeah I was on that road

But now I spit to heal these souls

I say what’s real and yal’ know

If I Don’t Answer My Phone

Then soon you’ll see me in the city

Rocking sold out shows

I call it plastic surgery

When we mix the drink & let our minds free

Hope our demons don’t get the best of we

Music and women my recipe

Ti’ I’m juggling both like a set of keys

Done a lot of things inside this world

But sniff coke and hit a beesh

[Bridge 1]

And I hope and pray it stays that way

My body’s a temple, so alcohol I don’t need today

But every now and then

When my conscious grows thin

And I forget what’s real

Don’t care what’s fake

And that peer pressure kicks in

[Bridge 2]

My homies passing that juice and gin

And they’re taking shrooms, and they're bumping coke

And they’re rolling up, and I speak for them

Probably play this when they’re banged up

So my choice of words walk a tight rope

Can’t add on to their anger

[Bridge 3]

Don’t know if it’s cuz

But I’ve been missing out on my surgery

Been missing out on my surgery

[Verse 1]

Yeah, Begged my ex girl not to go under knife

And now this new girl got her tits done…

Love being single cuz I never have to pick one

Monogamy so far from me

At the King of Diamonds w/ a lot of ones

Still never forgetting where I came from

Might forget one of these fuck boys but

Find one say I owe em something?

Wait

Be the same ones say I changed up…..

See me few and far between but

I ain't changed up just got my change up

[Hook]

And I hoped and prayed it stayed that way

My body’s a temple, so alcohol I don’t need today

But every now and then

When my conscious grows thin

And I forget what’s real

Don’t care what’s fake

And that peer pressure kicks in

[Verse 2]

Riding down the 8:36

Haters thought I called a quits

You star struck then take a pic

We off that, you on what?

Windows down let the system bump

And cuz we all felt bad luck this week

My passengers pouring up… - 2:20-

Top down, city filled w/ vets

Been a while, since we've seen it like this?

Rookie year, but I'm feeling like 6...

Fantasy to reality checks

Now these women all back on my dick

& these enemies want to be friends

But I'm not the one to pretend

I know these rappers don't want let me in...

But I hoped and prayed it changed some day

My body’s a temple, so alcohol I don’t need today

[Hook]

Money, Cars, and Clothes

Yeah I was on that road

But now I spit to heal these souls

I say what’s real and yal’ know

If I Don’t Answer My Phone

Then soon you’ll see me in the city

Rocking sold out shows

I call it plastic surgery

When we mix the drink & let our minds free

Hope our demons don’t get the best of we

Music and women my recipe

Ti’ I’m juggling both like a set of keys

Done a lot of things inside this world

But sniff coke and hit a beesh

[Bridge 1]

And I hope and pray it stays that way

My body’s a temple, so alcohol I don’t need today

But every now and then

When my conscious grows thin

And I forget what’s real

Don’t care what’s fake

And that peer pressure kicks in

[Bridge 2]

My homies passing that juice and gin

And they’re taking shrooms, and they're bumping coke

And they’re rolling up, and I speak for them

Probably play this when they’re banged up

So my choice of words walk a tight rope

Can’t add on to their anger

[Verse 3]

Top down, city filled w/ vets

Been a while, since we've seen it like this?

Rookie year, but I'm feeling like 6...

Fantasy to reality checks

Now these women all back on my dick

& these enemies want to be friends

But I'm not the one to pretend

I know these rappers don't want let me in...

Cuz I hoped and prayed it changed someday