3K Lyrics

I just hit 3k and ain't get no congratulations so ask me who I do it for, myself no hesitation

I ain't feel good back in them classrooms, they kept on hatin

Now they in my DMs, writing me dissertation cause they say I'm finna make it

But we was never friends, you saw me as an acquaintance

Never cared, they said I'm on thin ice, I just kept on skatin

But beware, I got something in my pocket and it's stainless

I blow a opp up in the air, I wonder how his friends forgave us

There's just some demons over here, better not try to come save us

Cause that's when it get dangerous better pray to Father God if not, then Assalamu alaikum

Say hi to my peace, that's what puts you onto the pavement

I might as well just buy a house cause niggas already think I'm famous

I don't know what they talkin' bout, I'm still tryna make it out the basement

I'm in her guts and now, she shouting she pass me the blunt to face it I'm ran it up and now I'm counting they

Asking me what I'm making

She just asked me to show my demon, I guess

He wants to demonstrate so I just pulled my stick and I drew him a picture ain't talking bout' no animation

And I ain't really good at drawing, figures sticking out the jeans

My bitch thick but ain't too thick, nah she ain't bussin' out the seams

I got a stick and she got a stick, we finna make a nigga bleed she threw a fit, I put out a hit, we getting him gone by any means

She want me to hit, I gave her some licks

Then gave her some dick until she screamed I asked her if she okay, she said you don't gotta be so mean

Phone buzzed, I saw I checked it, I just hit 5k and my check coming in, it's a good Friday

When opportunity knockin' at the door, you gotta make a way

She asking me if she could have some more, I said you gotta wait

I gotta go make a play, I don't got time to play around

Not today, not at all, but they call me cause they say I'm ballin

Now they wanna see me fallin', till I hit my grave

But they ain't say shit to me, till I hit 3k

Double up now it's six on ya, head top for trying to check my price range

I hate pocket watchin', that shit outta bounds my mind's on my paper, while yours on the ground