[verse]
In the streets, yo boy is self employed
you must be miserable
Why hate on the boy if it ain’t benefit you
I been through it all you can’t fit in these shoes
I’ll make it move like Xavier do
around my Radius too
They say I’m extra, hell yeah, I’m extra
Got myself a Siri and Alexa
Cuban links out just to show em i am next up
Love to over-dress like a Bar mitzvah,
And I ain’t even rich, nah
Gotchu under wraps like it’s Christmas Eve
I’m tryna ball Like I’m Mr clean
Without no Misdemeanor,
To get rich with a bitch called Nina
That’ll blow like my phone if my clicks need their bricks and re-ups
middle mans we ain’t need to meet up
Nonchalant, how I’m more lowkey in the scene than Sia
With that white call it Cameron Diaz
Just exchanged it with a shake then it’s nice to see ya