DRAM – WWYD? Lyrics

(what would you do?)
Ooh, what would you do? (what’s it to you?)
[Verse 1]
Now, [?] a hunnid racks (hunnid racks)
Doesn’t mean you’re rich, please know this as a fact (that’s fact)
I wish there was somebody that had told me that (told me that)
And if they did, I’m sorry for opposing that (damn)
What would you do is what I’m asking since you know it all right? Ooh, if you got that check in your name would you try to fix everyone’s problems with dollars
‘Cause, what’s it to you? (uh)
And a Rollie, vacation, first class, and a homie
Bitch on my moms you go broke like dad (like dad)
They only helped y’all to help smoke yo packs (that’s fact)
Everybody eats if everybody works
I don’t want you on the streets, but at least be on the curb
And they gon’ say ‘we’ to include themselves
Go on all types of rants to prove themselves
Put it on pause, stop that shit from goin’ on
If they show you empty pockets, you gon’ find them niggas
[Chorus]
Ooh, if you gotta check in your name a hundred thousand dollars
Honestly, what would you do? (aye)
[Verse 2]
Now, let me tell you this lil’ story ’bout mine (’bout mine)
Towards Summer ’15, [?] start of July (July)
I got me a check just short of 150 (150)
Or over 130 (what?)
Or one-thousand Benjie’s
Yeah, I threw my momma I think like twenty-five
Fuck them college loans, ’cause twenty-two isn’t right
Twenty-five in Airbnb alone, that’s no lie (damn)
But, I still had to provide
Plus, I had paid all my dealer’s best (dealer’s best)
Who let me slide? [Intro]
Aye, the money come and go, the money come and go
Money come and go, [?]
Money come and go, oh, oh, oh, yeah
[Chorus]
Ooh, if you gotta check in your name a hundred thousand dollars
Honestly, what would you do? (what would you do?)
Ooh, what would you do? (nah)
You say [?], but really wanna blow it all in four nights (damn)
You really wanna change, don’t you? ‘Cause it bes like that (bes like that)
ATM knows where yo card, it turned off
When I had a job, I was not seen at all
I was still driving on E, no gas (no gas)
Nothing but lint in my jeans, no cash
Hadn’t seen a bank in like fifty-eleven years (seven)
Others [?] stove, sharing one forty ounce here
Straight outta no cash, them boom, oh my
Sunshine my full cash right to my sky
I tried to make it flip, like old metal jam years
[?], God I’m still rich
[Outro]
Ooh, if you gotta check in your name a hundred thousand dollars
Honestly, what would you do? (what’s it to you?)
What’s it to you? Ooh, if you got that check in your name would you try to solve everyone’s problems with dollars
‘Cause, what’s it to you? What’s it to you?