I don’t trust none of these bitches like
I don’t got no fuckin’ friends
And people always ask me
Domo, why you’re always by yourself?
Cause I don’t trust none of you bitches, da fuck
Damn, yeah
How you say that you my homie but chillin with people that I do not fuck with
And this why I stay to myself don’t trust none of you bitches cause we fallin out over dumb shit
You bitches ain’t loyal I called you my bestie I dub anyone who speak down on yo name
And you know that I don’t give a fuck about shit so for you to just do this is so fucking lame
And this why I just stay by my lonely, and count all my money while raising my son
I don’t go out no more with you bitches cause I cannot trust none of y’all with a gun
I’m so grateful I’m wealthy now, I’m doing healthy now, lowkey I do miss the fun
Now you bitches just hit me when y’all need some money but really for real I am done
And I’m not gonna block you, I’m not gon’ unfriend you, I want you to see all the glow
Yea, depression from quarantine, took a lil break but bitch now I am ready to go
And I’m just getting finer, I’m rockin designer, look like I just walked outta snow
And these niggas want me to be they baby mama but I need a ring or it’s no
I don’t need no fakes around me
Get the fuck away from me
Do not text my phone bitch
Cause it’s nothing left to say to me
I been getting money going dummy in the oooo yeah
I been getting money going dummy in the oooo yeah yeah yeah
Drake told y’all he don’t trust these bitches and now I really fucking understand it
Some of the realest friends I ever had is back when I was broke and I fucking can’t stand it
Back when I had 50 cent to my name and when we could just stay up all night doing damage
But if I’m not paying y’all bills or not flying you out then I’m fake well then fuck it I’ll manage, bitch
I don’t need no fakes around me
Get the fuck away from me
Do not text my phone bitch
Cause it’s nothing left to say to me
I been getting money going dummy in the oooo yeah
I been getting money going dummy in the oooo yeah yeah yeah
I don’t care what no one says
But friend breaks up hit harder, gotta be smarter
Cutting off old shit really is a starter
Fake friends, fake hoes I don’t even really bother
I just really be on my shit, no days off
Used to be broke but the work paid off
No handouts, you can really get laid off
I ain’t no bank bitch, niggas really zayed off
Yea talk behind my back like it won’t get back to me
Run up but you won’t say jack to me
Done up so yo nigga want clap to me
One up I swear you bitches really wack to me
Run up but you won’t say jack to me
Done up so yo nigga want clap to me
One up I swear you bitches really wack to me
Yeah I swear you bitches really wack to me
I don’t need no fakes around me
Get the fuck away from me
Do not text my phone bitch
Cause it’s nothing left to say to me
I been getting money going dummy in the oooo yeah
I been getting money going dummy in the oooo yeah yeah yeah
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