Rod Wave — Go Nuts

[Chorus: Rod Wave] Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke Pockets, they was hurtin', so he jumped off the porch He in love with the finer things, but ain't nothing free I'ma tell you how a nigga told me It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie, pick you one It's a lot of money out here, woadie, get ya some Ain't nobody nowhere out here gonna give ya none You got one life to live, better live it up [Verse 1: Tayda] Ayy, jumped off the porch kinda late Now I pull up on the couple on the skates (Skrrt) Plug front me this, I got a good face Know for spendin' racks on all your face Remember the days they said I wouldn't be shit Came a long way, ain't no more hittin' licks, look at me now That young nigga hood rich, can't get me wrong I'll still finesse you quick Money call my phone, I'm catchin' it Need extra money, so I'm stretchin' it In love with finer things, I don't need a bitch Tired of being broke, so I was going to get it If he hit licks, bag it up and sell it Just watch who you servin', these niggas be tellin' Life in a gamble, I'm bettin' on sevens Young nigga trappin', 365, 24/7 [Chorus: Rod Wave] Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke Pockets, they was hurtin', so he jumped off the porch He in love with the finer things, but ain't nothing free I'ma tell you how a nigga told me It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie, pick you one It's a lot of money out here, woadie, get ya some Ain't nobody nowhere out here gonna give ya none You got one life to live, better live it up [Verse 2: Rod Wave] Mama went to trippin', now she kicked me out her home Cliqued up with Kareem, and we went and got it on Started kickin' door, tryna get my money long Bro was sellin' bows 'til the crackers tapped his phone I been ridin' 'round with a semi-automatic If I catch a nigga lackin', then I gotta let 'em have it Come where I come from, if you snooze, then you lose I'd rather be here than you, I refuse to get blues, fuck that [Chorus: Rod Wave] Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke Pockets, they was hurtin', so he jumped off the porch He in love with the finer things, but ain't nothing free I'ma tell you how a nigga told me It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie, pick you one It's a lot of money out here, woadie, get ya some Ain't nobody nowhere out here gonna give ya none You got one life to live, better live it up [Outro: Rod Wave] Go nuts Ayy, young nigga, go nuts Ayy, go nuts