Songwriter: Ameer Vann Dom McLennon Joba Merlyn Wood Matt Champion Kevin Abstract
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I'll never be who you want me to be
Wear my own pants, should've probably popped the seat
Made my own clothes, I don't need no receipt
'Less it's Holiday on me like I'm Jesus [?]
A lotta you niggas try to be like me
But jack it all you want, 'cause nigga this the OG
Done with the teenage shit too
I'm just a cute ass nigga with a gaptooth
Niggas online always got a fuckin' attitude
I've been the weird one ever since the classroom
And y'all be wonderin' why I'm actin' crazy now
They call me corny but I'm thinkin' that we're idols now
I'm eatin' fast food yellin' this what life about
Nigga took the harder route, ended up with less friends
They took the faster route, ended up with no ends
I'm like Wayne in '04, this where my story begins
And this that-
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Bet you're only talkin' to me for a benefit
If you get around me you wouldn't ask me if
Is my mental, is my dental, is my health good?
When they're crashin' through my cars, see me on the hood
Better get insurance, when the tire burns
Break the mirror on the side, man, that's 7 years
Of fuckin' bad luck, want to see me to suffer
Walkin' under ladders [?]
Not too superstitious, rather build a business
Not to worry 'bout the petty shit in your britches
Color coordinated, give a fuck about the gossip
[?] let me make it on my own
Who the [?], who the [?], who let the birds chirp
[?] then we hit the curb
Riding on the front lawn, anybody doubt me?
That's some teachers, that's some people
Not too good with names, you see
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Get up off your ass
Know I gotta have some, gotta get my ransom
Babblin', babblin', babblin'
Whats's all this babblin', this time I would've had 'em man
Have fun, and I said I would travel, man
Should've not, [?] travelin'
[?]
[?]
When I failed seventh grade [?]
I mean Ghana, I mean
Fuck any nationality tryna perfect me
[?]
[?]
[Bridge: Joba]
You better watch your mouth 'cause that shit spew out
When you talk about what I'm worth
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
You better watch your mouth 'cause that shit spew out
When you talk about what I'm worth
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
God as my witness, I ain't sadistic
I'm just a soul that's been tortured beyond it's limits
Feel like an idiot, feel like a misfit
A fallen angel that's lost it's chance at repentance
Ain't no forgiveness for how I ran up them digits
I'm too colorful, wonderful, ambitious
See bein' me ain't easy, it's sacrilegious
I need assistance to maximize my existence
Gratification instant, gratitude non-existent
[?] just servin' between the ridges
I've been up to make shit
Burned all my bridges
Death in the distance, killed all the princes
Draped a fine linen, fell out the sky
The Earth in my image, now I can fly
See, legends can't die, we too altruistic
Y'all [?] fake tears, so hop off my business
[Verse 5: Ameer Vann]
I sell it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up, I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of gas into a bundle of cash
They always come back for what I put in the bag
From my bones to my skin, I'm a businessman
I know cash is the law, you could lose your head
Get shot in the back and you could lose your legs
Niggas sing for the feds to avoid the pen
They atone for sins, I don't trust no men
Cops raid my house off some shit you said
Niggas strapped with mics, they'll take your life
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I'll never be who you want me to be
Wear my own pants, should've probably popped the seat
Made my own clothes, I don't need no receipt
'Less it's Holiday on me like I'm Jesus [?]
A lotta you niggas try to be like me
But jack it all you want, 'cause nigga this the OG
Done with the teenage shit too
I'm just a cute ass nigga with a gaptooth
Niggas online always got a fuckin' attitude
I've been the weird one ever since the classroom
And y'all be wonderin' why I'm actin' crazy now
They call me corny but I'm thinkin' that we're idols now
I'm eatin' fast food yellin' this what life about
Nigga took the harder route, ended up with less friends
They took the faster route, ended up with no ends
I'm like Wayne in '04, this where my story begins
And this that-
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Bet you're only talkin' to me for a benefit
If you get around me you wouldn't ask me if
Is my mental, is my dental, is my health good?
When they're crashin' through my cars, see me on the hood
Better get insurance, when the tire burns
Break the mirror on the side, man, that's 7 years
Of fuckin' bad luck, want to see me to suffer
Walkin' under ladders [?]
Not too superstitious, rather build a business
Not to worry 'bout the petty shit in your britches
Color coordinated, give a fuck about the gossip
[?] let me make it on my own
Who the [?], who the [?], who let the birds chirp
[?] then we hit the curb
Riding on the front lawn, anybody doubt me?
That's some teachers, that's some people
Not too good with names, you see
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Get up off your ass
Know I gotta have some, gotta get my ransom
Babblin', babblin', babblin'
Whats's all this babblin', this time I would've had 'em man
Have fun, and I said I would travel, man
Should've not, [?] travelin'
[?]
[?]
When I failed seventh grade [?]
I mean Ghana, I mean
Fuck any nationality tryna perfect me
[?]
[?]
[Bridge: Joba]
You better watch your mouth 'cause that shit spew out
When you talk about what I'm worth
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
You better watch your mouth 'cause that shit spew out
When you talk about what I'm worth
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
Y'all talk, talk (Everybody wanna talk that shit)
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks (Help me out now)
See, that's the reason I don't like to talk
Niggas think they haters 'til they hit the wall
I'll be in this van 'til the early morn'
I don't want a friend I want a million bucks
[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
God as my witness, I ain't sadistic
I'm just a soul that's been tortured beyond it's limits
Feel like an idiot, feel like a misfit
A fallen angel that's lost it's chance at repentance
Ain't no forgiveness for how I ran up them digits
I'm too colorful, wonderful, ambitious
See bein' me ain't easy, it's sacrilegious
I need assistance to maximize my existence
Gratification instant, gratitude non-existent
[?] just servin' between the ridges
I've been up to make shit
Burned all my bridges
Death in the distance, killed all the princes
Draped a fine linen, fell out the sky
The Earth in my image, now I can fly
See, legends can't die, we too altruistic
Y'all [?] fake tears, so hop off my business
[Verse 5: Ameer Vann]
I sell it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up, I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of gas into a bundle of cash
They always come back for what I put in the bag
From my bones to my skin, I'm a businessman
I know cash is the law, you could lose your head
Get shot in the back and you could lose your legs
Niggas sing for the feds to avoid the pen
They atone for sins, I don't trust no men
Cops raid my house off some shit you said
Niggas strapped with mics, they'll take your life