August 31

I can't trust a soul oh no, I can't love a hoe oh no I've been on the road oh oh, I can't trust em no no no Okay I wake up bout quarter past five. Can't be late no, I gotta get mine Get my cake up, I'm scooping up dimes It's a good day, I'm feeling alive And I... gotta go, gotta go and get it It's just me and my brothers, you know we on a mission I'm just focused on digits. I just stay committed And I can't give a f*ck about you... nah I've been dreaming bout that Cali beach, cruisin down Miami streets Me and all my family, might fly out to Bali Why these niggas mad at me? They ain't even half of me I can't give a f*ck about you... nah At the end of the day, I don't play no games I'm focused on digits, I'm tryna get paid I don't worry bout you, but you worry bout me I ain't tryna stress, I got money to be made aye So what you want from me? I'm jusy tryna kick it like a soccer team Like what you want from me? Blingin' off my phone why you callin' me? Aye I can't trust a soul oh no, I can't love a hoe oh no I've been on the road oh oh, I can't trust em no no no I can't trust a soul oh no, I can't love a hoe oh no I've been on the road oh oh, I can't trust em no no no