$2.86:GRANNY

Part I: $2.86

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Staying up in the night, I was, ooh (I love you, Olly)
Mm-hmm, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Stayin' up in the night, I was hopin’ and prayin'
None of my niggas was checkin' on me
Now they checkin’ to see if it's checks in the mail
How 'bout you run up a check for yourself?
I don't wanna feed no grown ass man
I don't wanna teach no grown ass man
Repeatin' myself only make me madder
Quality shorty, that's all that matter

[Verse 1]
I ain't finna turn my back on my niggas, that’s tough that a label would ask me
Maybe I’m stuck in the past, maybe it's— (Uh, ayy, ayy)
Maybe I didn’t wanna make it this far after all
Maybe this bitch really cheating on me
I'm too nervous to ask her, I know she'll trip, I know she'll dip
I don’t wanna feel under clothes to her hip 'cause I know other niggas did close to that shit (Yеp)
Over here, wе only worried 'bout money, I think that's a problem
Quarter of million, I think that'll solve it
Don't try to give me your son, I'ma dog you
What's going on in my brain? It's foggy, shit
I ain't finna turn my back on my niggas, that's tough that a label would ask me
Maybe I'm stuck in the past
Picking up eighths for the session, we know we got ['Wood?], we is taking the bus
Now, we just make mean and [bang a shit DistroKid?], it's making us bucks, hmm
Roll up a 'Wood when it's crucial, I used to have cycles of chasing the sluts
Damn, we never thought we could make it, it's funny
Now, we counting money
We never thought we could make it, it's funny
Now, we counting money

[Chorus]
Stayin' up in the night, I was hopin' and prayin'
None of my niggas was checkin' on me
Now they checkin' to see if it's checks in the mail
How 'bout you run up a check for yourself?
I don't wanna feed no grown ass man
I don't wanna teach no grown ass man
Repeatin' myself only make me madder
Quality shorty, tha— (Uh, ayy)

[Verse 2]
I ain't finna turn my back on my niggas, that's tough that a label would ask me
Maybe I'm stuck in the past (Ayy, ayy)
Maybe this bitch really cheating on me
I'm too nervous to ask her, I know she'll trip, I know she'll dip
I don't wanna feel under clothes to her hip (Ayy, ayy)
Truth be told, I was folding her shit
Next one to dip, I was cold as a bitch
Nigga got goals, I'm focused, bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Part II: "GRANNY"

[Intro]
It's 9:40 AM, I just took my car in
I came back to the crib, got to recording
I'm hungry as shit, I didn't eat
I be just smoking and not eating, what the hell is wrong with me?
It's whatever though, still fucked your OG

[Verse]
Spin that block on she, spin that block on she
I wanna know what's to your mental, well bitch, don't think I'm a creep
She a Keke anytime I bring up cheeks, bitch, I wanna beat
But, she get needy anytime I tell her I spent some bread on beats, bitch
I hate the ho's, I really do
I told my granny, "No weird shit, but I hope I find a bitch as real as you"
I love my granddad, but if he tweak on you, I'll fucking kill for you
I could be cracking Rihanna right now, if it's an emergency, I'll peel for you

[Outro]
Shout out Granny