So You Made It Huh? (Intro)

(Verse1) I prayed to god last night he told me don’t worry I got a 20/20 story yours is on Maury
Money getting low I gotta step it up
Guess it’s back to the streets Where I’m headed bruh
Not braggin but I happen to be good at it
Sober nigga servin to a bunch of addicts
Money per G basic mathematics
Dabbin in greenery to change the screerny
Not proud but any means nesscarry

Momma said growin up life would be scary
But I got a sense of humor like I’m Jim Carey
Bad bitch that’s Mariah Carey

When ya dreams come true shit get tricky
Niggas wanna be around cause you the man now
Niggas wanna come around with they hands out
But wouldn’t answer phone calls when you ass out

That’s the type of shit that I don’t get
Thought we was more than friends brothas to the fucking end
This is where my nightmare begins

(Hook) Money don’t mix with friends business to the fucking end
(yeah)
Money don’t mix with friends business to the fucking end

(Verse2) when you listen to this I hope you nobbin ya head
I was a broke nigga who slept in a twin bed
Million dollar dreams
A young nigga made it on the scene
Like wu tang I just gotta get this cream

Why you niggas try to box me out
I’m Yao Ming with the dunk when I’m poppin out
I got a homie down in Vegas so I’m steppin out
That drug money really different when you out of town
I ruff ride set up shop & lay them down
Big announcement there’s a new sheriff in this town

Tren$etta dollar sign on the “S” now & I dare one of you niggas to put it down

Fake friends every now & then they come around

(Hook) Money don’t mix with friends business to the fucking end
(yeah)
Money don’t mix with friends business to the fucking end