21 Savage - a lot

I love you
Turn my headphone
down a little bit yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah ah ah whoa whoa whoa yeah
How much money you got Straight up
How much money you got Straight up
How much money you got Straight up
How much money you got A lot
How much money you got A lot
How many problems you got A lot
How many people done doubted you
A lot
Left you out to rot A lot
How many pray that you flop A lot
How many lawyers you got A lot
How many times you got shot A lot
How many niggas you shot A lot
How many times did you ride A lot
How many niggas done died A lot
How many times did you cheat A lot
How many times did you lie A lot
How many times did she leave A lot
How many times did she cry A lot
How many chances she done gave you
Fuck around with these thots A lot
Every day that I'm alive
I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail
than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my breath
if I turn to a snitch
But I'm 21 4L ain't no way I'ma switch
Penitentiary chances
just to make a couple bucks
My heart so cold
I could put it in my cup
Gang versus the world
me and my dawg get with us
Then you went and wrote a statement
and that really fucked me up
My brother lost his life
and it turned me to a beast
My brother got life
and it turned me to the streets
I been through the storm
and it turned me to a G
But the other side was sunny
I get paid to rap on beats
How much money you got A lot
How many problems you got A lot
How many people done doubted you
A lot
Left you out to rot A lot
How many pray that you flaw A lot
How many lawyers you got A lot
How many times you got shot A lot
How many niggas you shot A lot
How many times did you ride A lot
How many niggas done died A lot
How many times did you cheat A lot
How many times did you lie A lot
How many times did she leave A lot
How many time does she cry A lot
How many chances she done gave you
fucking around with these thoughts
A lot
Yeah I just came from the A
I drove back home
six hour drive six and a half
Before I left I stopped by
to see my nigga 21 in the studio
Yeah pulled up with his kids
with him right in the studio
that's when I knew
You a stand up nigga
I love seein' shit like that
Question
how many faking they streams
Getting they plays from machines
I can see behind
the smoke and mirrors
Niggas ain't really big as they seem
I never say anything
everybody got they thing
Some niggas make millions
other niggas make memes
I'm on a money routine
I don't want smoke I want cream
I don't want no more comparisons
This is a marathon and I'm aware
I been playing
a bat from a like of promotions
I was never one
for the bragging and boasting
I guess I was hoping the music
would speak for itself
but the people want everything else
Ok no problem
I show up on everyone album
you know what the outcome will be
I'm batting a thousand
It's got to the point
that these rappers
don't even like rappin' with me
Fuck it cause my nigga
21 Savage just hit me
And told me he saved me a spot
on a new record he got
He call it a lot I open my book and I jot
Pray for Tekashi they want him to rot
I picture him inside a cell on a cot
'Flectin' on how he made it to the top
Wondering if it was worth it or not
I pray for Markelle
'cause they fucked up his shot
Just want you to
know that you got it my nigga
Though I never met you
I know that you special
And that the Lord blessed you
don't doubt it my nigga
Dennis Smith Jr. stay solid my nigga
I'm on a tangent not how I planned it
I had some fans that
hopped and abandoned ship
When they thought that I
wasn't gone pan out
I got a plan
They say that success is
the greatest revenge
tell all your friends
Cole on a mission
cementin' the spot
as the greatest who did it
Before it all ends nigga
How much money you got A lot
How many problems you got A lot
How many people done doubted you
A lot
Left you out to rot A lot
How many pray that you flop A lot
How many lawyers you got A lot
How many times you got shot A lot
How many niggas you shot A lot
How many times did you ride A lot
How many niggas done died A lot
How many times did you cheat A lot
How many times did you lie A lot
How many times did she leave A lot
How many times did she cry A lot
How many chances she done gave you
Fuck around with these thots A lot
Break it on down I break it on down
I break it on down I break it on down
I break it down I break it down
I break it down I break it down
I break it on down I break it down
I break it down I break it down
I break it down I break it down
I break it down I break it down I br-