Sometimes I'm quiet but today I’m not
Look, look, it's like, look
[Chorus]
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all b*tch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that’s too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
[Verse 1]
I'm just… Look
I wish I could count stacks
I wish every check didn't bounce back, hold up
Why I announce that?
Lettin' them know my account flat, hold up
I wish I had grill on ’em
Watch and a chain boutta kill on ’em, hold up
Wish I had foreign whip
Just so they know that I'm blowin’ sh*t, Look
I wish I had bad b*tch
Call my ex up, like "You mad b*tch?"
"Is you mad b*tch, cause I'm glad b*tch
Cause I was broke then, now I have it
And I'm mad rich, I'm a savage
Wish you had this, but you average
You won’t catch me slippin' like a bad disk
Hope you realize y'all been catfished
Cause that ain't me"
[Chorus]
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all b*tch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all b*tch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
[Verse 2]
I did this sh*t on my own, I did this sh*t on my own
Didn't no man help, yea
I did this sh*t on my own, I did this sh*t on my own
I depend on self
And a million dollars wouldn't validate me
Tryna save a dolla pray they validate me
Still ?ensanada…? that's a balance baby
With a 100K on the ?mal…? baby
Tryna stay away from the snake sh*t, true
On the come up like a face lift
Everybody fraud since they fake sh*t, true
If you want truth n*gga taste it
Oh, you won't like tryna get a follow, true
Tryna chase clout tryna get a follow
If its shakin' ass tryna get a follow
But I'm in your follows
It's the same it's a million dollars, true
[Chorus]
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all b*tch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'
Too many foes, too many fakes, too many gunnas
Not enough real, all b*tch made, all my runnas
Flexin' your stacks? Oh you big time?
God damn that's too many stuntas'
Too many stuntas', Do you really live like that?
That's too many frontas'