I been laying them hits down
I been doing shit that attract them crowds
I been doing shit that you not allowed
I been blowing O's up in the house
Same shit back then, got me kicked out
When I was just a kid I was doing this shit
Idolize the corner man I'm trying to get rich
Now I'm making music try to stack my chips
What's up cuz?
You trying to make a track?
Been hit you all week but you never hit me back
F*ck that shit, I need this now
Making music all day sitting my ass at the house
You talk about moves, sitting on momma couch
You talk about accounts, scared to look at the amount
But I been putting in the hours, you can listen to my music
What I'm telling is the truth I bet you listen to me now
I hope I'm not good enough for you, for you bitch
I hope I'm not good enough
Whatever is the right thing could always be the wrong thing
Do you really like me or whatever you tell yourself
I hope I'm not good enough
I hope I'm not good enough for you bitch
I been laying bad hoes down
I been smoking on that loud
I had a f*cking dream, making money while I sleep
Waking up at 3 like la la la
Blankets are panties and bras
I handle Minaj, garage cannot handle my cars
You cannot f*ck with my dawgs
You want it all, now you want it all
She work it for me, workin for me
She know I'm the boss, yeah now I'm the boss
We hit the mall, now you cop it all
Grew up in the hood, now I run with a knot
Yeah my stomach is full
Yeah I'm smoking that good
So you know that I'm good, but I
I hope I'm not good enough for you, for you bitch
I hope I'm not good enough
Whatever is the right thing could always be the wrong thing
Do you really like me or whatever you tell yourself
I hope I'm not good enough
I hope I'm not good enough for you bitch