I get busy and I ghost

Money is the only ting I know

I'm hopping in the wagon

Then I'm hittin up the road

I don't want love let me leave

The package in your home

Look here in my eyes

I'm losing my mind

And I cannot decide

Which life or which life

I'm losing my miii-iii-iii-iii-iiind

Which life or which lii-iii-iii-iii-iifeee

Live a different life

Don't think you'll like this

I bet your ex man never be like this

Its unlikely, highly unlikely

I'm at the top now, all my life hiking

Haters wan chat me

Pussybwoi typing

Babygirl it never gets old

Can't you see why I'm like this

No see why I'm like this

Everyday I'm rolling alone

& I be driving up the mountain

Can't you see how far I go

& they be talking and they doubtin

Thats why I roll my chrome

I get busy and I ghost

Money is the only ting I know

I'm hopping in the wagon

Then I'm hittin up the road

I don't want love let me leave

The package in your home

Look here in my eyes

I'm losing my mind

And I cannot decide

Which life or which life

I'm losing my miii-iii-iii-iii-iiind

Which life or which lii-iii-iii-iii-iifeee

& I'm the real charger

I'm the real charger

You can call me skarzo baby

You can call me farda

Back it up like she taught ya

Rrrrrrr