text: Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
  You dont love me, dont tell me you love me
  Cause I can go fuck on your friend
  I can hook up with your buddy
  I aint got time to pretend
  Im tryna get me some cuddy
  And I ain’t really tryna be friends
  Id rather get to the money
  I tried to talk to the ho
  Told her my dreams and she looked at me funny 
  Everything I done dreamed I done done it 
  Everything I done dreamed I done done it 
  Now I done it, its time for some more dreams 
  Run it up, I need some more cream 
  The internet world helped you know me 
  And I dont believe talking, so show me 
  I got the gas, you can roll it, uh
  Im frontin bags to my homies 
  Im still in the streets like Im homeless 
  Still sellin Ps to promoters 
  She aint really fuck with me back then 
  She dont really love me, she acting 
  Im treating the show like the streets 
  We pull up and count up the backend 
  You dont love me, dont tell me you love me
  Cause I can go fuck on your friend
  I can hook up with your buddy
  I aint got time to pretend
  Im tryna get me some cuddy
  And I ain’t really tryna be friends
  Id rather get to the money 
  You dont love me, dont tell me you love me 
  Cause I can go fuck on your friend
  I can hook up with your buddy 
  I aint got time to pretend
  Im tryna get me some cuddy 
  And I ain’t really tryna be friends
  Id rather get to the money
  What she do?
  She tryna freak on the low low
  She tryna cheat on her boyfriend
  He keep on blowing her phone up
  Press the red button, ignore him 
  I got the bags of the low in 
  I got the bags of the O in 
  Thats a good number, dont be cheap 
  If you buy more than ten, its gon decrease
  We selling gas like we BP 
  Watch how you creep when you see me 
  We on the screens of they TV 
  Bad bitches download my CD 
  Sucks for you, you aint believe me
  You took the boy for a joke
  I held it down, I had hope
  I was down, I was broke
  They wanted my heart and my soul
  I stay on my grind and I grow
  Got this K and this nine, Ima blow
  I aint wastin no time on a ho, so bitch
  You dont love me, dont tell me you love me
  Cause I can go fuck on your friend
  I can hook up with your buddy
  I aint got time to pretend
  Im tryna get me some cuddy
  And I ain’t really tryna be friends
  Id rather get to the money 
  You dont love me, dont tell me you love me 
  Cause I can go fuck on your friend 
  I can hook up with your buddy 
  I aint got time to pretend 
  Im tryna get me some cuddy 
  And I ain’t really tryna be friends 
  Id rather get to the money