Yung nih

Why these people trying to hang on young and they don't know
I don't understand
Trying to hang on young and they don't know
Why they broke they niggas trying to hang on my dough
Bitch my heart makes
I see young niggas trying to pull out a trick trying to pull out before, yeah
But we're not good
I'm here for presidents, I know I knew we ain't getting them low, for real
I see how you really try to stab my back but I act like nothing happened
But I saw you, yeah, yeah
I said to them I just had a trouble I really do love you
Yeah, I fuck money
I still ride on my Zilla
I still throw on my Zilla
I really like ride the fella
You know I get my rhythm
You know I get my stress up
I look at you by the features and know we ain't going like this forever
I ain't with it before, before I had it, now I take a chance
Ain't been ever with what you believe, wonder who makes pain Since I gettin' paid like this, gotta bless people many ways
I knew some people didn't wanna see me get like this, realized it's strange
I had to cut you off early, cause I seen how you switchin' lanes Had to stand up myself and say, slow down, yeah, that's just my stink
Why did you turn him on, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know
My mistake, and I'm just in love, yeah
Why did you turn him on, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know
My mistake