Doing Pretty Good / What's Coming

I don't need your drama I don't want your gossip Inhale Marijuana Exhale that nonsense I said too many bitches I called my best friend And now I'm falling off the deep end I'm just tryna make it to the weekend, yeah But no more new friends Baby girl keep your distance Cause you could see my diamonds glisten Yeah, mama I said no more new friends (Yeah) So please shut up and listen Yeah, yeah, oh My times rough But my skins smooth My minds tough But I work hard No handouts Can't hangout I chase dream I don't chase clout They used to look down on me (On me) Now my voice serenade like a symphony Now they simp for me (For me) Yes, they live for me (Yes they do) They looking for some content But they don't know the context They want a reaction I won't give them the satisfaction (Yeah) I won't give them the satisfaction, yeah Yeah, mm I don't need your faith I don't need your hate This ain't for fashion There ain't no fast lane And I've been tested But, this the game and I respect it Yeah, ah So lets see what's gonna happen, ah ah What's coming for me For me For me For me What's gonna happen for me What's coming for me