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[Verse 1]
They said I was nothing but a troublemaker never up to no good
You were the perfect all american girl wouldn’t touch me even if you could
But you was sneaking out your window every night, riding shotgun in my car
We go to the river and find us a spot and probably went a little too far
Just a little too far

[Chorus 1]
Cause I was gonna be your forever
You were gonna be my wife
We didn’t know any better
Didn’t have a clue about life
But I was what you wanted, you were what I needed
And we could meet in between
We were gonna be the greatest love story this town had ever seen

[Verse 2]
So you went off to college and I got a job
I was working that 9 to 5
Dreaming of the days when you were in my arms, I have never felt so alive
I spent my days working, spent my nights drinkin’, howling at the moon
Screaming for the days when you were coming back
No it couldn’t come too soon
Couldn’t come too soon

[Chorus 2]
When I was gonna be your forever
You were gonna be my wife
But you went off to find better and I was learning all about life
But I was what you wanted and you were what I needed
And we could meet in between
We were gonna be the greatest love story this town had ever seen

[Verse 3]
So you came back after a long four years
Your college boyfriend didn’t work out
So we went out for a couple of drinks to find out who we are now
Sure, we changed but way deep down you had the same old feelings for me
I went to the store and I bought you a ring and I got down on one knee
Got down on one knee
And I said

[Chorus 3]
I am gonna be your forever
So baby will you be my wife
Now that we know a little better, we could have a real nice life
Cause I’m what you wanted, you’re what I need
So let’s meet in between
We are gonna be the greatest love story this town has ever seen

[Outro]
We are gonna be the greatest love story this world has ever seen
So baby say yes to me

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be-

I think it could be me
The world’s too small for me
My face up in your face
My face on every screen

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be-

I think that you and I
Could set the world alight
Cause we’re all stars tonight
Just need to figure out why

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be famous

Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants you to know their name
Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants to be famous

Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants you to know their name
Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants to be famous

Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants you to know their name
Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants to be famous

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be famous

[Intro: T-Rell]
T-Rell
You don’t know what I done been through
Yeah
You don’t know what I done been through, look

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 1: T-Rell]
Fuck these niggas, they don’t want to see me here
They’d rather see me dead, not providing for my family
These niggas make diss songs all because I’m rich now
Do it for attention, pussy nigga sit down
These young thugs they be on my dick, remind me of my bitch
On Facebook talking shit ’cause every day we lit
So people let me keep it real, I did my dirt
Hurt my heart to see my mama smoke work
My baby mama be tripping, ’cause she see how we living
She fucked up her position, let’s just keep it ’bout children
My lil boy got cancer, I just hugged and I kissed him
I’m hustling and greeting, son every day gonna miss you
I got issues, with these bitches, I can’t leave these hoes alone
I got issues, wifey tripping, reading, going through my phone

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
Yeah more money more problems, more cash more hoes
Less time at the house, more fans more shows
I’m out the mud if you know me, I’m familiar with the struggle
Down bad had to scuffle, I made robbing a hustle
I got my DJ so lit, I got my niggas ‘dem rich
Bank account like phone numbers but ain’t got none for no bitch
Pour out my problems with drank, order up me a kid
Different cities and states but don’t go nowhere without sticks
Man I’m coming from shit, I went and iced out my fist quick
I like blowing a bag, walk in the store, give me this
Hit the yellow and itch, diamonds mwah, blow a kiss
I’m like fuck your opinion, like a big bitch I’m lit

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Intro: T-Rell]
T-Rell
You don’t know what I done been through
Yeah
You don’t know what I done been through, look

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 1: T-Rell]
Fuck these niggas, they don’t want to see me here
They’d rather see me dead, not providing for my family
These niggas make diss songs all because I’m rich now
Do it for attention, pussy nigga sit down
These young thugs they be on my dick, remind me of my bitch
On Facebook talking shit ’cause every day we lit
So people let me keep it real, I did my dirt
Hurt my heart to see my mama smoke work
My baby mama be tripping, ’cause she see how we living
She fucked up her position, let’s just keep it ’bout children
My lil boy got cancer, I just hugged and I kissed him
I’m hustling and greeting, son every day gonna miss you
I got issues, with these bitches, I can’t leave these hoes alone
I got issues, wifey tripping, reading, going through my phone

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
Yeah more money more problems, more cash more hoes
Less time at the house, more fans more shows
I’m out the mud if you know me, I’m familiar with the struggle
Down bad had to scuffle, I made robbing a hustle
I got my DJ so lit, I got my niggas ‘dem rich
Bank account like phone numbers but ain’t got none for no bitch
Pour out my problems with drank, order up me a kid
Different cities and states but don’t go nowhere without sticks
Man I’m coming from shit, I went and iced out my fist quick
I like blowing a bag, walk in the store, give me this
Hit the yellow and itch, diamonds mwah, blow a kiss
I’m like fuck your opinion, like a big bitch I’m lit

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Intro]
Damn, that’s Surreal right there?
That’s your lover, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
Yeah
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
(I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
Yeah, aye

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
When I’m low, acid boot me up (Yeah)
I’m sellin’ shrooms when I’m in the cut
I got a choppa wit’ me in the clutch (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to make these niggas give it up (Yeah)
Yellow bone, and she stuck up (Ha)
I’m like fuck that, drink this nut up
These drugs, they gon’ be there for me when you won’t
These drugs, they gon’ get me higher when you don’t
Yeah, balancing my lows
Hit a xanny, I’m too high, perkys for the road
Pop a bean, I’m on beast mode
Pink molly for a freak hoe

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Lil Skies]
I got all kinds of drugs for when get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
Yeah
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
(I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
(Aye, aye) Yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
Pray to the deacon, think my demons tryna wake me up
Call me Lil’ Kodak, off a jigga when I’m booted up
The stars aligned, now it’s my time, you never do enough
I got the drugs, send me the addie, I ain’t pullin’ up
I get high by myself, I don’t need no one else
My bank account on tilt, these rookies like to steal
Mad ’cause I know the deal, life of an outsider
Bitch we up in the hills, all black like bike riders
I pull up wit’ the mob, we had to jugg and rob
Trappin’ was like a job, now we eat shish kabobs
Sit back and laugh at it, now we the trendin’ topic
I know they see me now, like, "Boy, that nigga poppin’"
I call up Yung Bans, pull up in minivans
And if that nigga talkin’, we’ll pop you and your mans
Bitch I don’t fear nobody, I feel like Killa Cam
I’m in a black Coupe, zoomin’ like Batman

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
Yeah
I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
When I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)
Yeah

[Outro]
Damn, that’s Surreal right there?