Facade

When I walk in the party everybody gon' look my way

Never been to the beach, but they tryna ride my way

I grew up in the streets, had to buy me a brand new K

Some of them days we ain't know what to eat, but we still gotta find a way

Still gotta get to the money, the bands, we still gotta make a way

Some of you niggas grew up with money inside your hand, we ain't get it that way

We had to go out here and grind, we had to go stand on our ten

We had to go hustle to make a us a dime, and now I be like, why

Why you wanna live a life not meant for you

Why you tryna steal when you can whip the coupe