Sometimes you need a friend, not the ones that just show up and don't put nothin' in You know the ones that lend a hand and wanna see you win When you come up on that lick, make sure you cut him in And then, sometimes you need a foe, one to keep your eyes open, keep you on your toes You know the ones that wanna keep you where you've been before But I can't go, no I can't go, and woah Sometimes I need a check, not the sneakers but the ones that make you watch your step Change fuckin' name, how about your respect? Give them more than what I get, expectin' nothing back, in fact You know I sat down with my accountant, he said, I got good news and I got bad news I said, what's the good news? He said, the good news is you made a lot I said, what's the bad news? The bad news is you spent more Okay, okay, look, sometimes you need to fade Sometimes you need to know your worth, sometimes you need to wait Shoot like the Golden Boy, but ain't from the Bay You can't negotiate with Drake, you gon' have to pay, but wait Juggin' on the main stage, in up the mainframe Loosen up your face, baby Sometimes I need a vacay, meditate, hydrate Protect my energy before engagement Grew up havin' nothing, you're labeled impatient But once the boss made it, you're labeled amazing Meticulous with words, such a force of nature I don't wanna seem absurd, but that boy's a gangster Focusin' on me, way from Tel Aviv Barbados with the hustle pockets, El Aris Distinctive destinations, all I wanna see Oceanfront residence, it's three different ones a week Cause I deserve that, it's time to learn that Mess around and put that thing up where your perm at Six figures every year, yeah, I earn that At the front of this line is where my turn at Sometimes you need a friend Not the ones that just show up and don't put nothin' in You know the ones that lend a hand and wanna see you win When you come up on that lip, be sure you got a man And then, sometimes you need a foe Men gon' lie, women gon' lie You lookin' for the truth and the numbers don't hide Lookin' for the root of all evil, then you need to go open up the briefcase See with your eyes, everybody claim to be great at spa Times when they never spend a day in the rainy front line No lie, stop playin' on my phone line Shoot, lockin' low, pull up in the space coupe With the roof, optional, wonder why they follow suit I've been groomed from the womb, came out of my mamaguchi With some runnin' tennis shoes, faster than the speedin' bullet Nah, nah, nah, nah, that's cool, it's cool Don't play with it, say, what you gon' do with it? Nah, nah, nah, nah, if you gon' do it, then I'll do it Exactly, if you wanna feel like that