Honestly (feat. Juice WRLD)

And we sippin' purple nigga, yeah
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 Honestly (Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)
 Honestly
 Everything I wanna be
 Gotta work 'til it come to me
 Ain't wanna be no wannabe
 Wannabes, they under me
 Honestly I wanna be
 On the beach, Hawaii sand up under me
 Comfortably (comfortably)
 I just want 100 G's (100 G's),
 Foreign V's (foreign V's), Louis V (Louis V)
 They like, "who is he?"
 Honestly when I was broke as fuck, you ain't notice me
 You thought days I was posted up
 At the county jail where I'm 'posed to be
 Now young nigga eating overly, I got hunnids old as trees
 And money don't grow on trees
 But I'm gon' blow it like leaves, ayy
 Pull up with turbo V's, ayy, two-door AMG's, ayy
 I started witnessing some of the shit
 That felt like it was make-believe, ayy
 Lil' nigga neck on freeze, ayy
 Spent 100 racks on these, ayy
 Seen't 'em tryna keep up and then lost everything
 I can't let that happen to me, ayy
 Feeling alive, I'm so happy to be, ayy
 You killing my vibe, fuck how long you bitches you see me
 Be happy for me, ayy
 I'm fresh all the time, but you know my kicks ain't Buscemi
 Capital G Fazos, Nike need me on the payroll
 I just took these off a day ago, killers gon' do what I say so
 Angels gon' give you a halo, and we got money to lay low
 Now when it come to the bread, I go with it like mayo
 Can't let it go to my head. I had way too many days broke
 Honestly
 Honestly
 Everything I wanna be
 Gotta work 'til it come to me
 Ain't wanna be no wannabe
 Wannabes, they under me
 Honestly I wanna be
 On the beach, white sand up under me
 Comfortably (comfortably)
 I just want 100 G's (100 G's)
 Foreign V's (foreign V's), Louis V (Louis V)
 They like, "who is he?"
 I say honestly
 I need honesty
 Get rich and I make my mama proud of me
 A young rich nigga, that's what I'm 'bout to be
 Rolling gas, boy, yo shit not loud to me
 I'm getting used to the fake niggas crowding me
 I got demons and these niggas brought 'em out of me
 I'm on my boss shit, ain't no clowning me
 Let's fuck up Saks Fifth, hit the town on me
 Me and Herbo pull up in a Bentley coupe
 Ain't not telling what we'll say or what we'll do
 Smoke Gelato out the zip, feel like jet fuel
 We'll never let a fuck nigga know our next move
 Run up them big bags, that's what we into
 We just some real niggas, look what we been through
 I put Gucci on my backpack, but I don't like school
 I know you may love me, but bitch I don't like you
 Honestly
 Honestly
 Everything I wanna be
 Gotta work 'til it come to me
 Ain't wanna be no wannabe
 Wannabes, they under me
 Honestly I wanna be
 On the beach, white sand up under me
 Comfortably (comfortably)
 I just want 100 G's (100 G's)
 Foreign V's (foreign V's), Louis V (Louis V)
 They like, "who is he?"