September 7th lyrics

[Intro]
(KimJ ballin' on these hoes, ha)
Fake-ass world, fake-ass n*ggas, fake-ass b*tches
f*ck all you motherf*ckers (Hating-ass n*ggas)
Look, uh (World we live in)

[Verse]
I swear I used to have a heart, it went ghost on me
I put my trust in a n*gga and he stole from me
Huh, I said I can’t let no n*gga take my soul from me
Huh, all I need is money, I don't need no woman
Yeah, you can't save everybody, you gotta pick and choose
My daddy always tell me not to be a fool
My auntie died when she was young, it left me critical
Muffin died when she was young, it left mе miserable
Look, was a free agent, now I ball crazy
Huh, big Cuban link, bust down bracеlets
Look, maybe we could f*ck, but that’s all baby
Huh, married to the money, b*tch, I'm taken
Look, you only got one time to slip up
You only get one shot, n*gga, what you miss for?
n*gga making diss songs, we out here hitting they sh*t up
That money got too heavy, so I started doing sit-ups
Look, if it ain't about a bag, I probably won't pick up
Talkin' bout a b*tch I probably had, I can give two f*cks
Look, she say she trying to boot up, f*ck her then I boot her
Pockets on Buddha, holy hallelujah
Look, rolling like a scooter, gotta free my main man
Shorty was a shooter, two hundred thousand on the airplane
I probably should have flew, huh, private
How the hell you made it out the zoo? Grinding
6 AM and a n*gga in the booth
I ain't got love for no buster-ass n*gga like you
I show love to all my thugs, I salute all my troops
Ayy, if you thug how we thug, then I know what you've been through
Long live Nut, Free Ju
Arm stiff on a regular b*tch
These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular sh*t
A number two on the jet, this ain’t no regular sh*t
Like number two on the jet, these ain’t no regular kicks
[Outro]
Arm siff on a regular b*tch
These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular sh*t
A number two on the jet, this ain’t no regular sh*t
Like number two on the jet, these ain't no regular kicks