I got bandsBroke boys coming to me with their open handsAnd I ain't trippin'I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friendI finally fell in loveNow all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plansI'm just trying to be who I amIt's just something they will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandSame life, getting rich, whoa I got a fuckin' problemTrying to flex up on young postywe gon' tell them what's upWe gon' tour motherfucker, came up, I ain't lonelyGotta problem Santiago, 45 by the gutPost and 1st, we in the cutWe were smoking on the woodsAnd they think it smells good and they all want a puffSaid they see me at the showThey was in the front rowThey wanna fuck, I told them bitchesCome and jump on my busWe got molly and we got XansAnd we got drank and we got plantsAnd we got white and we got gasAnd it's just something they will never understandI got bandsBroke boys coming to me with their open handsAnd I ain't trippin'I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friendI finally fell in loveNow all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plansI'm just trying to be who I amIt's just something they will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey used to didn't love me now they calling me the manBaby where are you going?Love, you know I got a planI can elevate your life, your lifeKeep them niggas far awayThey praying on my downfallYou don't fuck with me the long waySo baby what you here for?It could be so simple, meet me out in FriscoYeah yeah, yeah-heyCalculate your steps and keep your circle smallUnderstand that nothing lasts foreverGlamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperateYeah, yeah, yeahI got bandsBroke boys coming to me with their open handsAnd I ain't trippin'I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friendI finally fell in loveNow all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plansI'm just trying to be who I amIt's just something they will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understandThey will never understand
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I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
Same life, getting rich, whoa I got a fuckin' problem
Trying to flex up on young posty
we gon' tell them what's up
We gon' tour motherfucker, came up, I ain't lonely
Gotta problem Santiago, 45 by the gut
Post and 1st, we in the cut
We were smoking on the woods
And they think it smells good and they all want a puff
Said they see me at the show
They was in the front row
They wanna fuck, I told them bitches
Come and jump on my bus
We got molly and we got Xans
And we got drank and we got plants
And we got white and we got gas
And it's just something they will never understand
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They used to didn't love me now they calling me the man
Baby where are you going?
Love, you know I got a plan
I can elevate your life, your life
Keep them niggas far away
They praying on my downfall
You don't fuck with me the long way
So baby what you here for?
It could be so simple, meet me out in Frisco
Yeah yeah, yeah-hey
Calculate your steps and keep your circle small
Understand that nothing lasts forever
Glamorization of this lifestyle will leave you desperate
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got bands
Broke boys coming to me with their open hands
And I ain't trippin'
I'm just saying now everybody wanna be my friend
I finally fell in love
Now all these bitches wanna come and fuck up my plans
I'm just trying to be who I am
It's just something they will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
They will never understand
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