Busters - Tree

Kiss my ass, my realest homies know me

If I got it then you got it, you ain’t even gotta ask

Fuck you, too, talking like you hung around

And did something special, but it benefited you

Bitch, go to hell, living in this life I’ve been in love, you’d never tell

Enjoying 'em and spoiling 'em with whatever they wear

But she don’t see your dream, damn, she don’t even care

Moment that you make it everybody say they helped

That’s when everybody turns on everybody else

Sooner or later fuck ‘em all till ain’t nobody left

I, do this for my city, for my city that I rep

I, blew up in the city that them other niggas left

I, did It, I shit it, ain’t nobody fucking with me

Got a big house in the burbs and a condo in the city

Rap money got me fucking hella broads

Got me counting hella fifties

Busters tryna talk about me, ask me if I care, tho

Tryna keep me on the ground, I’ll be in the air, tho

Bunch of other phony niggas smiling in my face

I don’t know what this is,?

Busters tryna talk about me, ask me if I care, tho

Tryna keep me on the ground, I’ll be in the air, tho

Bunch of other phony niggas smiling in my face

I don’t know what this is,?

Nigga getting booked, good luck, my show’s paid

They flying me to Vegas and London for days

And I’m sorry that your chance of getting on could just fade

When I walk up in the building he got three-four niggas with em

He got 3−4 zips of lemon, that’s that loud you can hear ‘em but you probably

can’t get near ‘em

‘Cause the lobby full of bitches and they fighting for a picture

The cops is getting stricter, they asking

Which one would you like?

And I say the thicker

And I’mma take a sister and she ain’t Rollin' wit' us

Life of a rap star, nigga hit it big, sold packs out the trap car

Duckin' from the pigs, old friends hating on me

I don’t owe them niggas shit

Same ones talk about you, jealous ‘cause you rich

Why you jumping out of Benzes, 20 inch lorenz’s

Homie that gonna be around, who you split your ends with

And that’s just how we ended, and that’s just how we end it

Busters tryna talk about me, ask me if I care, tho

Tryna keep me on the ground, I’ll be in the air, tho

Bunch of other phony niggas smiling in my face

I don’t know what this is,?

Busters tryna talk about me, ask me if I care, tho

Tryna keep me on the ground, I’ll be in the air, tho

Bunch of other phony niggas smiling in my face

I don’t know what this is,?