Chubby chubby guy

Push-up Push-up

Need them gains

Eyes red feelin' high

Smokin' all day, brain fade away

Dreamin bout that paper pile

Green on green yeah, can i get paid

Wanted ease a smoother ride

Now we hustle grinding, gliding climbin to the top

All the way up, no deny

Money on the way

Do the bars bring gain

If not I still remain

Smilin’ through the minor pain

This ain't stress it's just a game

I'm vibin out ain't feelin shame

we just play you know the name

we Like for like to gain traction

no other way to get that action

its the followers way it's just the way we work

we all want dat dollars what to say

A bunch of Yes-men in a crowded room

Is it love or nah

Don’t know but we still got gang

Even if the likes are more fake then a instagram-model

shoutout to my real homies

we do this day after day

Fucked up home fucked up brain, fucked up all the time

pressure is thick

Still alone just tryna get dat click

FOMO buzzin’ like a trick

Can i make my music stick

Goin crazy like John Wick

the fog is thick in my hotbox

Chillin deep into the night

Game on blast we feelin right

Roulette dreams always red

spin that slot machine

gotta keep awake sippin dat caffeine

lean in da canteen

got a problem nah

gambler addiction but aint ruin me yet

some day ridin that jet

Late to bed with thoughts in head

My girl on me, no need to beg

Been on the net since dial-up days

Still surfin waves in a digital way

gotta keep being brave

atleast im not stuck in a cave

and being a Key-board-warrior

but aint gonna sit here and act-superior

lets get that cash money, bag