A Little Song Lyrics

Enough with all that pain homie
Yeah we know it people went and changed on you
But you still keeping your aim on
Cause there ain't really nothing they can take from you

And they mad a little
You Probly thought you would've counted me out
So I counted up racks for a little, racks up a little, racks up a little
Ain't no point of me going back to any part
Not even a little, not even a little

Not all for dinero
But watch how they move when they offer dinero
There's subpar dinero
Call it that clout, call it attention
Whatever you call it, my name you dont mention
This ain't no warning, I'm on some flex shit
I'm on some pull-up and stunt on my ex bitch
Know I do pull-ups and carry the weight
And I live humble, not carried away
Niggas do hate, it shows on they face