text: Showed Me Lyrics
  See I cant trust no more, I only trust my money machine
  Cause the only ones who doubted ones who came up with me
  One inside the head, gotta keep this gun where I sleep
  Itll come around these sides, nigga, we ride out
  Bando buzzin round the Eastside like beehives, and
  Now we runnin round in Vlive, nigga, we live now
  Said that he would ride or die, then swear he showed me
  How much times is you gon lie ? Boy, you showed me 
  One percent, all you see is the wrist behind them tints 
  My old link wanna link, but Im good in my Cuban link 
  How many times have we took that risk and act before you even used to think? 
  We just gotta get back like Ludacris 
  Just stepped in Harrods, spent some wads on me and gangdem 
  How bro-bro lose that machine? Now the feds come and pree the pattern 
  Told lil bro he aint ever gotta force the badness 
  Dont be the guy to sign out cause youre just tryna prove yourself to the mandem
  Made it happen
  From a place where its hard to make it happen 
  Close to the edge, they wanna see me fall off like Bradley Branning 
  Had to spend them wappies same way I spent on fashion 
  Tryna get down the opps, put em on a shirt, make em part of brandin 
  See I cant trust no more, I only trust my money machine
  Cause the only ones who doubted ones who came up with me
  One inside the head, gotta keep this gun where I sleep
  Itll come around these sides, nigga, we ride out
  Bando buzzin round the Eastside like beehives, and
  Now we runnin round in Vlive, nigga, we live now
  Said that he would ride or die, then swear he showed me
  How much times is you gon lie? Boy, you showed me
  How much times did I slide with two in the smoke and manage? 
  Now twenty-five for that , I guess life is lavish 
  Auto in a auto, cant forget when that dinger was manual 
  Or when I saddled with my shotty and bomber jacket 
  I can tell you bout field work, never played for Crystal Palace 
  I let this bad B give me hassle only cause she ratchet and hold this ratchet 
  How much times did I buss that package, build two country phones and balance? 
  Wrote my first tape in the T-house, I invested in my trizzy and talent
  See I cant trust no more, I only trust my money machine
  Cause the only ones who doubted ones who came up with me
  One inside the head, gotta keep this gun where I sleep
  Itll come around these sides, nigga, we ride out
  Bando buzzin round the Eastside like beehives, and
  Now we runnin round in Vlive, nigga, we live now
  He said that he would ride or die, then swear he showed me
  How much times is you gon lie? Boy, you showed me
  Yo, ADP on beats, boyEmbed