Selfish lyrics

[Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh]
pus*y ass n*gga you selfish
Y’all n*ggas didn’t even help sh*t
Now I’m going all the way up
Young street money, n*gga wealthy
Young n*gga ballin’ like [?]
Young n*gga icing out the chains

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
b*tches in the section, all they want to do
Is f*ck a real rich n*gga from the crew
Diamonds in my motherf*cking new pendant
Swiping cards and them blue hundreds spending
Real street n*gga, I don’t have a limit
n*gga I was broke, I didn’t have a penny
n*gga had plenty, still didn’t give a penny
Living daily, sinning, god please forgive me

[Verse 2: Street Money Boochie]
Everybody entitled to their own opinion
Everybody got something to say but no one giving
I can help you do this, n*gga well I done f*cking did it
They say it’s lonely at the top, well I can’t wait to visit
f*ck the haters, f*ck the f*cking critics
Versace eyewear, yeah you see the vision
Diamonds shining while I’m politicking
I’m metropolitan, my diamonds flicking
Brand new Harry Winston
I ain’t got no time for monkey b*tches
I ain’t got no time for monkey business
Banana on these n*ggas get to spitting
[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
b*tches in the section, all they want to do
Is f*ck a real rich n*gga from the crew
Diamonds in my motherf*cking new pendant
Swiping cards and them blue hundreds spending
Real street n*gga, I don’t have a limit
n*gga I was broke, I didn’t have a penny
n*gga had plenty, still didn’t give a penny
Living daily, sinning, god please forgive me
[Verse 3: Street Money Boochie]
I’m that n*gga who them pretty b*tches holler on
Still that n*gga who they can’t get a call from
Pick a song that a n*gga dropped the ball on
Pick a song that a n*gga didn’t ball on
Rich n*gga looking like I brought the mall home
This sh*t expensive, looking like I got the mall on
Got some diamonds by the way, I put it all on
Got a brand new chopper and it’s all grown
All them hating ass n*ggas who we ball on
I don’t know what the f*ck all y’all on
It’s the army so you never should’ve got it wrong
Took this sh*t worldwide, came straight from selling stones
See the hall got the pipes on
b*tch yeah, we shine like some silicone
What’s your light [?] when we got that ice on
Pretty white b*tch like Sharon Stone
[Verse 3: Bankroll Fresh]
I came back in this motherf*cker
Iced out with the pipes out
Fifty thousand, n*gga bet it
Had the St. Regis on the telly
But number nine, b*tch you smelly
Ain’t no f*cking talking, get naked
Ain’t no f*cking talking, get naked
I got two b*tches, I ain’t selfish

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
b*tches in the section, all they want to do
Is f*ck a real rich n*gga from the crew
Diamonds in my motherf*cking new pendant
Swiping cards and them blue hundreds spending
Real street n*gga, I don’t have a limit
n*gga I was broke, I didn’t have a penny
n*gga had plenty, still didn’t give a penny
Living daily, sinning, god please forgive me