[Verse 1]I found the sample in may, then i flipped it in JuneI like my beats with a knock, I like my vocals in tuneI like my snare with a crunch, I like my baseline smoothI fell in love with the sun, I still dance with the moonIts like, damn pick that things fuck it upWhen things get tough you toughen upI overheard that this life does not deserve forgivenessSo life is way too short for me not to smile in picturesI got a budget but I keep it 100 grand, Me n my friends mob around like an 80s bandWe throw a party in the back of the sprinter vanI play a set then I dip like Killa Cam[Hook]I don't got a care in the world unless its right in my faceThe real music never dies, It cannot be replacedNo I ain't saying its this, I ain't saying its thatBut that's a close 16, with a hook that slapsIts like this[Chorus]This ain't no story about no rags or richesId rather have the baddest beats, than the baddest bitchesId rather have a clean smile, then some cash to wasteWhilst everybody showed off, I just show my faceI'm like hello ,yea whats good, yea if you don't know, yea then you shouldBitch I got my headphones on, I don't care what you think[Verse 2]YeaNow I ain't hearing what they say say, I ain't with the nay sayIf they just not hearing us, fuckem homie they way lameEgo always deflate, I sit back and I createAnd do not cut me short on my green,this ain't no fairwayBitch i'm the boss of the owner, and they want the album soona should of named it OklahomaOk gonnahead what they finna say now, my friends on my payroll that's paypals[Hook]I spent 20 hours in the studio this week, I spent 15 of them just making these beatsI spent the rest to record it, could barely afford itIma put it out, and I hope someone support itHuh ok if not that's fine, cause next week you know i'm booking more studio timeLets do it[Chorus]This ain't no story about no rags or richesId rather have the baddest beats, than the baddest bitchesId rather have a clean smile, then some cash to wasteWhilst everybody showed off, I just show my faceI'm like hello ,yea whats good, yea if you don't know, yea then you shouldBitch I got my headphones on, I don't care what you think[Verse 3]And it sounded like(Choir)(Chorus)This ain't no story about no rags or richesId rather have the baddest beats, than the baddest bitchesId rather have a clean smile, then some cash to wasteWhilst everybody showed off, I just show my faceI'm like hello ,yea whats good, yea if you don't know, yea then you shouldBitch I got my headphones on, I don't care what you think
