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[Intro]
(Damn, Ryder)
Oh, oh-oh (Ooh-ooh)
Uh

[Chorus]
I told my momma that we good, no matter the situation (Ooh)
Big crib in California where I'm situated (Ooh)
And everybody think it's cool 'because I'm rich and famous (Ooh)
But they will never understand how big my pain is
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people said I changed ever since I made it
But they same ones on my line when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'

[Verse]
I'm done with doin' favors, I'm done with doin' fake shit
I'm done with fuckin' with these bitches, all they do is play me
I'm done with dealing all the pain, I'm out here getting faded
Then retail therapy, I walk in and I buy the latest
I know this why they hate me, I know this why they mad
Seventeen and in my bag, got it out the mud
They said I wouldn't, always knew I can
I hear all the rumors but I can't pay attention to that
My foot on the gas, in this 'Rari, I might fuckin' crash

[Chorus]
I told my momma that we good, no matter the situation (Oh, oh)
Big crib in California where I'm situated (Woah, woah, woah)
And everybody think it's cool 'because I'm rich and famous (Oh)
But they will never understand how big my pain is (Woah, woah, woah)
I told my dawgs we gon' be good, no matter the situation
I heard some people said I changed ever since I made it
But they same ones on my line when they need something from mine
That's why they calls get declined, I don't need the fakin'