Ungrateful - nessly

I don’t thank God enough, I’m so ungrateful

That’s my fault, for treating all these hoes like angels

That’s my fault, this life ain’t come with a manual

The love of your life will kill you faster than cancer

My scars, make me a star

All my scars, make me a star

Yeah, yeah

Ayy mama I fucked that check up

Count a mil and tat my whole neck up, yeah

Overconfident in my brand, confident when I spend

Know I’ma see it again, this shit ain’t new, CNN

Ooh, Cipriani soon as I land

Ooh, heard they might assassinate Trump

I’m countin' dead presidents, my bitch do runway and print

Have sex in the Model X, dropped her off on Broadway and Prince, yeah, ayy

Trunk in the front, it’s an elephant, yeah, ayy

Now she want cuff but I can’t commit, yeah, ayy

Three sixty-five days, I made her three sixty-six

They call me Nessly, you should know we gotta make this quick

I don’t thank God enough, I’m so ungrateful

That’s my fault, for treating all these hoes like angels

That’s my fault, this life ain’t come with a manual

The love of your life will kill you faster than cancer

My scars, make me a star

All my scars, make me a star

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

All of these bitches they lookin' at me like a meal ticket (hey)

Fat as my pocket 'cause I keep some motherfuckin' bills in it

I told her she can pull up to the crib to fuck but she can’t chill in it

Two hundred thousand on Instagram but her bank account look real different

All you little ass bitches wanna come out to my hideout

Business closing at the top, that means I’m really tied up

Put it on her face and it look sunny side up

You ain’t gang just 'cause you spent your whole paycheck at the barber

I come with rules, terms, and conditions

One thing, my heart only beat for them digits

I stretch my legs in the Maybach, used to squeeze in the Civic

Couldn’t be more specific

Paid the meter but the police still left the Porsche a ticket

I don’t thank God enough, I’m so ungrateful

That’s my fault, for treating all these hoes like angels

That’s my fault, this life ain’t come with a manual

The love of your life will kill you faster than cancer

My scars, make me a star

All my scars, make me a star

My scars, make me a star

All my scars, make me a star