Artsy Lyrics

I got too many friends

I just my Benjamins

Some to now write on and my pen

Baby yeah I'm tryna win

Riding on my own, I ain't got too many friends

Just my Benjamins, some to write on and my pen

Grinding all summer, baby yeah I'm tryna win

I'm a summer bummer, smoking, watch the ceiling spin

I'ma get messed up, I'm mixing Henny with the gin

Don't know how I'ma make it, all I know is I'm all in

They don't wanna lose, they don't wanna win

They want you to lose, they don't want you to win

Look at your face, they gon' grin, they so fake, they pretend

I won't break for no snake, I won't bend

I'm still broke even if I got some M's

Cause numbers never end

I'm just tryna get some money that I'll probably never spend

Tryna stash it in my Benz

They know that I'm way better, they don't wanna let me in

I ain't tryna fit in, cause my dreams really big

Tryna make it in the music biz

Ever since I was a kid, I knew I was the ish

Back when all I did was ish

But now I'm getting older, they say that I'm really nasty

And they told me I should quit, baby I ain't finna quit

See all my enemies, they wanna see me six feet deep

I'm flying in the sky and wonder why they hate on me

But now I see because I'm high and out of reach

Zach, I really know you proud of me

Look what we achieve, we be going hard

You know we the league

Riding on my own, I ain't got too many friends

Just my Benjamins, some to write on and my pen

Grinding all summer, baby yeah, I'm tryna win

I'm a summer bummer, smoking, watch the ceiling spin

Riding on my own, I ain't got too many friends

Just my Benjamins, some to write on and my pen

Grinding all summer, baby yeah, I'm tryna win

I'm a summer bummer, smoking, watch the ceiling spin