No Alarm

Yeah, OnlyOne Kel, I woke up tryna get to the money

Nigga, Ion needa alarm,

How you out here rockin' Rickey's, but you out here owing

She like, Kel, how the fuck you love me, you not even showing it

Tell me how you run yo bag up, ain just out here blowing it

Aye yo pussy good as hell, look at me, she say she know it

Yeah, they know I be in my one bag, but I'm not from Detroit

And I like expensive denim, but I ain't finna wear no jorts

My pops ask me why I keep my fye, because it's cold outside

Times ain't how they used to be, and its too many trolls outside