Keys To The Benz

Yeah yeah
Tommy Season

I feel like Lil Baby because I'm tired of being tired of being tired
Zooming in this foreign off the addy yeah I'm wired

Feel like every time I run it up I run it up again
How come every time I look at you I feel like I'm on the cam
Why did every time I pulled up you asked me where I been
I don't like where this is heading I wanna start again
How come everything went right when you left
Now I'm chasing money I'm not waiting for your text
Now I got a half year written on my neck
They say money's not the key but it got me the keys to my Benz

Everybody switch up that's a pill that's hard to swallow
Got a little pistol but the medal tips hollow
I was going crazy yeah I running from my shadow
Homies every state yeah I'm tryna see you shining
They say money won't make you happy that's a lie
Yeah I don't wanna FaceTime count it in the daytime
I been tryna make my money (Yeah)
I been tryna make my bands (Yeah)

Riding around my city with the top down Bruce Wayne
These haters see you winning so I pulled up with my new gang
Flexing for these women now I pull up Gucci shades on
Now when I'm at your mamas house can I keep my J's on
Stuck up at my crib but it feel better when I'm outside
Stuck up on this hoe 'cause the shawty left me tongue tied
Now every time we at shawty wanna turn the lights off
Why they always trying me I'm tired of being nice guy

Feel like every time I run it up I run it up again
How come every time I look at you I feel like I'm on the cam
Why did every time I pulled up you asked me where I been
I don't like where this is heading I wanna start again
How come everything went right when you left
Now I'm chasing money I'm not waiting for your text
Now I got a half year written on my neck
They say money's not the key but it got me the keys to my Benz

I was plotting on a Lamb I'll be fine in my Benz
Why does no one care about me till I'm on the edge
Why you say I'm selfish I hope you take back what you said
I been counting blue and green yeah (she left me on read)

I don't want a Honda yeah I'm swerving in the [?]
Yeah I'm with yo bitch and I'm in my Gucci flip flops
(I think you know what that means, I think you know what that means)
I spend a rack on my jeans, I spend a rack on my jeans
Fuck it all, I'm just doing me, that's what I was raised to
Money fall on my jewelry yeah I'm tryna be grateful

Yeah I know that I'm ready for it
I feel like Lil Baby 'cause I'm tired of being tired of being tired
Zooming in this foreign off the addy yeah I'm wired

Feel like every time I run it up I run it up again
How come every time I look at you I feel like I'm on the cam
Why did every time I pulled up you asked me where I been
I don't like where this is heading I wanna start again
How come everything went right when you left
Now I'm chasing money I'm not waiting for your text
Now I got a half year written on my neck
They say money's not the key but it got me the keys to my Benz