Track 1

[hook] you aint gon catch me shiting ina club....

ima shit at tha crib,,,,,,

im tooo busy going up..... doing the things that i love.........

[overdub

THINGS I LOVE!!]]

drinks costin a dub

ratches shlubbin out for grub

u poppin off i dont give a fuh.....

draco titties SITTIN UP

BEAM ON U LIKE WHAT

POKING WHEN I SLIDE INA STOW

NOW CLERK HE WOKE...

IMA SKINKY NIKKA NO JOKE......

TELL THE YEA BOPS SMOKE

HELL YEA NIKKA KNOW SKOLE

TELL MOMS KNUB SKULL...

TRY TO SLIDE ME AND DRUGS...

ROBINHOOD GOT A NIKKA PLUG

THOUGHT I WAS YOUNG

FOR MONEY I BEEN SPUNG

EVER SINCE THAT DAMN RUNG..

THEY AINT KNOW I TOTE SLUGS BOw..... BOW,,,,, BOWW YEAHHH

i be screaming what!!!!

(nikka what!)

Verse 3

Skimask on but it ain't shiesty, nikka

I ain’t tryna blend, I move icy, nikka

Brody up the pole if you try me, nikka

Chorus

Bandana cover my intentions

Move grimey in my dimension

Ain't no peace, only tension

Heavy steps, street ascension

BOP AH BISHES AINT IN MY VISION

Post-Chorus

Run THAT SHIT UP

, run it up, don’t stop

Run it up, run it up, don’t stop

[hook] you aint gon catch me shiting ina club.... im tooo busy going up..... doing the things that i love.........

drinks costin a dub

ratches shlubbin out for grub

u poppin off i dont give a fuh.....

draco titties hangin low.....

KEEP TALKIN TO ME END UP ON THE FLOW

DON JULO INA MUG.....

RED STRINGS HUNGIN WIT MY BLOODS!

[WHOOOOP! WHOOP OSH GANG BANGIN!

Chorus

She ain't the dream, no she ain't what it seemed

Textbook page, covert mask split at the seams

Told me to fix her, but left me empty, routine

Her love was a scheme, gaslight on, it's extreme

Hook

Wasn’t me, wasn’t me

I was just another trophy for your gallery

Verse 3

Stacking up the memories like scars on my mind

Bent over backwards, kept on reading fake signs

Trapped in your orbit, gave up time for the grind

Self-worth in a cage, kept the keys where you hide

You fed off my struggle, made my pain your delight

Craving the feedback, but you never did right

Flexing your pity, but your soul stayed in flight

Always judging my tone, never seeing my plight

Pre-Chorus

You played victim, put me on the defense

Breaking me down, didn’t care for the sense

Spun it around, left me stuck on the fence

Realized too late, all I got was pretense

Chorus

She ain't the dream, no she ain't what it seemed

Textbook page, covert mask split at the seams

Told me to fix her, but left me empty, routine

Her love was a scheme, gaslight on, it's extreme

Hook

Wasn’t me, wasn’t me

I was just another trophy for your gallery

Compliments on repeat, validation machine

Call it love, but it’s just a currency

Chorus

She ain't the dream, no she ain't what it seemed

Textbook page, covert mask split at the seams

Told me to fix her, but left me empty, routine

Her love was a scheme, gaslight on, it's extreme

Hook

Wasn’t me, wasn’t me

I was just another trophy for your gallery

Verse 3

Stacking up the memories like scars on my mind

Bent over backwards, kept on reading fake signs

Trapped in your orbit, gave up time for the grind

Self-worth in a cage, kept the keys where you hide

You fed off my struggle, made my pain your delight

Craving the feedback, but you never did right

Flexing your pity, but your soul stayed in flight

Always judging my tone, never seeing my plight

Pre-Chorus

You played victim, put me on the defense

Breaking me down, didn’t care for the sense

Spun it around, left me stuck on the fence

Realized too late, all I got was pretense

Chorus

She ain't the dream, no she ain't what it seemed

Textbook page, covert mask split at the seams

Told me to fix her, but left me empty, routine

Her love was a scheme, gaslight on, it's extreme

Hook

Wasn’t me, wasn’t me

I was just another trophy for your gallery

Compliments on repeat, validation machine

Call it love, but it’s just a currency