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[Intro] Yeah, ha Haha, haha [Chorus] I'm my momma favorite son, everybody favorite one Nana want me off the drugs, she want me to pray a bunch My father told me that he love me, he don't really say it much And my gang so fuckin' solid, we ain't ever changing up (Yeah) [Verse 1] I'ma die without this money, fuck it, I ain't saving nothin' Need that money coming to me daily, I ain't chasing nothin' If they put me on that stand, I promise I ain't saying nothin' They gon' treat me like a hero, promise, I ain't saving nothin' I had some people in my life I thought that I could trust (I thought that I could trust) All I wanted was a bag, I had to run it up (I had to run it up) They said that I was switching up, I never really did (I never really did) He said he had some hitters on me, go 'head, send 'em in (Go 'head, send 'em in) Would I be wrong if I had went and got all my revenge? I stopped taking medication, I was running out (Uh, yeah) All the voices in my head, I just be smoking loud (Smoking loud) All the things that they would say, I really wrote it down (I really wrote it down) I got journals in my room I never open up (Open up) I had stuff I couldn't keep, I really tore it up (I really tore it up) All the shit that we went through, it really tore me up (It really tore me up) I stopped thinkin' 'bout that shit, I'm really growing up (I'm really growing up) You waited 'til I got ahead and started showing up (Showing up) When I saw you on the 'Gram you were showing out (Ha, showing out) I think about you when I can, I hope you know it now (Hope you know it now) I think I understood it better when you broke it down (When you broke it down) [Chorus] I'm my momma favorite son, everybody favorite one Nana want me off the drugs, she want me to pray a bunch My father told me that he love me, he don't really say it much And my gang so fuckin' solid, we ain't ever changing up (Yeah) [Verse 2] He said that he was finna kill me, I ain't dead yet (Oh, I ain't dead yet) Man, I ain't fear nobody, I ain't scared yet (I ain't scared yet) Man, I ain't wanna talk, send the bread, yeah (Send the bread, yeah) Catch him at the drive-thru and hit his headset (Man, his headset)