Monday Mornings

What you waitin' on? I'm waitin' on a check Every time I'm in the sun, I got my foot on niggas' necks

They talk a lot, but all I talk about is checks Get it off your chest, lil' nigga, I'm the best

Yeah, bitch, I've been the best I'm aimin' for the head, don't give a fuck about a vest

Look, she say I'm actin' like the old me She better show me, cause if you ask me

I'm that nigga from the nosebleeds Look, I'm still hungry, I need another plate

She got that Fendi sweater on, lookin' like she losin' weight

Yeah, that's my lil' bae Don't ask me what her name is, it's changin' every day

Ah, I used to pray that I could see this many checks Used to rock out in some Nike, now I'm in Versace sweats

Huh, I'm feelin' good as a motherfucker Yeah, because I'm hood as a motherfucker

I said, huh, feelin' good as a motherfucker Yeah, because I'm hood as a motherfucker