Dear Montanaa Lyrics

I just want

I just want to be paid

I don't know bruh I think this whole music thing, like every aspect of it, like it's all ignorance

I just want to be paid

I don't care about all that extra shit

"That's how you judge success, it's just with the monetary, with the money?"

I just want to be paid

And stay out the way

Oh yeah Sxream, this one for the money

Trials and tribulations trying to make it through the rain

Ever since Kanika left all my heart it felt was pain

And I been moving through this shit but I swear it ain't the same

Drop a tear play you my song when I pull up at your grave

Father I'm sorry I ain't lying I been high up as them planes

Roll me up a wood then I take it to the face

But I'm still that same nigga no that shit will never change

Only difference is I'm rapping I been trying make a name

And I ain't ever been no gangster never been up in the streets

And I ain't never seen Miami but I still a bring the heat

And I been looking for my heart been trying to find the missing piece

Swear I used to fuck with Lex now I got my baby Dee

Shae got hot and tried to call me tried to say it come from me

Only hot shit that I'm giving is these words through my teeth

Ain't no living in disguise I ain't hiding under sheets

And when I'm talking to these headphones man I swear it bring me peace

And I been out in Kansas City but ain't playing for the Chiefs

I'm the Dada in this bitch nigga I'm the brand new chief

Honey Berry Backwood I don't smoke no Swisher Sweets

I been way up out my body I been swaying with the trees

Dear Montanaa, please don't let these niggas get you off your game

Stay down your time is coming dog just make it through the rain

I know you say you want them hundreds and don't care about the fame

But it's time to show them niggas why they need to know your name

Dear Montanaa, please don't let these niggas get you off your game

Stay down your time is coming dog just make it through the rain

I know you say you want them hundreds and don't care about the fame

But it's time to show them niggas why they need to know your name

I been so focused only thing that I know is paper stack

AMG GLE I don't want no Cadillac

If you can't see that I'm the one then I think it's cataracts

Ain't got no time to waste no time ain't no time to relax

Ain't no time to relax lil nigga step up on the gas

Turn up bad on these niggas it's a hundred on the dash

And I can't conversate with you if you ain't talking 'bout no cash

And no I ain't got no patience so I need it coming fast

And I been out in Kansas City but ain't playing for the Chiefs

I'm the Dada in this bitch nigga I'm the brand new chief

Honey Berry Backwood I don't smoke no Swisher Sweets

I been way up out my body I been swaying with the trees

Dear Montanaa, please don't let these niggas get you off your game

Stay down your time is coming dog just make it through the rain

I know you say you want them hundreds and don't care about the fame

But it's time to show them niggas why they need to know your name

Montanaa