SoFarGone lyrics

[Intro]
(Zaan)
New money
(Project)
New money (New money)
New ho (New ho)
New money (New money)
New clothes (New clothes)
New money (New money)

[Chorus]
Yeah
New money
New clothes
New money
New hoes
New cash
No new broads
Some new bags, it's not new though
New swag, this a new flow
Brand new bad b*tches, new hoes
New caps, new goals
Too bad b*tch, I'm too far gone

[Verse]
Too far gone, I done took off
Yeah, I got too many hoes getting took off
Damn, I got too many sons, I done grew old
All of this money ain't nan, it's a new roll
All of this money ain't sh*t
All of these n*ggas ain't sh*t
I got my foot on they neck
I got like ten on my wrist
I got like ten on my dish, I might put on your b*tch
Damn, I might put on my b*tch
But I ain't taking that risk, 'cause these b*tches ain't sh*t
I might Chanel up my wrist
I'm blowing ash in the VIP
How could I beef with that boy, he a victim
Nonstop flight, I got drugs in my system
No lie, I could f*ck on your sis
Now I see hoes that ain't think I exist
Now my life getting super exquisite
My folk in Maison Margiela, ain't think we'd see digits
My life too crazy, I keep switching b*tches
My ho too crazy, too pretty to listen
My jeans too crazy, I can't even list ‘em
And my future too crazy, can't even envision it
[Chorus]
New money
New clothes
New money
New hoes
New cash
No new broads
Some new bags, it's not new though
New swag, this a new flow
Brand new bad b*tches, new hoes
New caps, new goals
Too bad b*tch, I'm too far gone