A Lot - 21 Savage (lyrics) [21 Savage:] I love you Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah For so many reasons Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (Straight up) How much money you got? (A lot) How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you fucking around with these thots? (A lot) Every day that I\u0027m alive, I\u0027ma ride with the stick I\u0027d rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch But I\u0027m 21 4L, ain\u0027t no way I\u0027ma switch Break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down Penitentiary chances just to make a couple bucks My heart so cold I could put it in my cup Gang vs. the world, me and my dawg, it was us Then you went and wrote a statement, and that really fucked me up My brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast My brother got life and it turned me to the streets I been through the storm and it turned me to a G But the other side was sunny, I get paid to rap on beats How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) [J. Cole:] Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down Yeah, I just came from the A I drove back home, six-hour drive, six-and-a-half Before I left, I stopped by to see my nigga 21 in the studio He had two of his kids with him right in the studio, that\u0027s when I knew You a stand-up nigga, I love seein\u0027 shit like that Question How many faking they streams? (A lot) Getting they plays from machines? (A lot) I can see behind the smoke and mirrors Niggas ain\u0027t really big as they seem (Hmm) I never say anything (Nah), everybody got they thing (True) Some niggas make millions, other niggas make memes (Hmm) I\u0027m on a money routine I don\u0027t want smoke, I want cream I don\u0027t want no more comparisons This is a marathon and I\u0027m aware I been playing it back from a lack of promotions I never was one for the bragging and boasting I guess I was hoping the music would speak for itself, but the people want everything else OK, no problem, I\u0027ll show up on everyone album You know what the outcome will be I\u0027m batting a thousand It\u0027s got to the point that these rappers don\u0027t even like rappin\u0027 with me Fuck it \u0027cause my nigga 21 Savage just hit me And told me he saved me a spot on a new record he got He call it \u0022a lot,\u0022 I open my book and I jot Pray for Tekashi, they want him to rot I picture him inside a cell on a cot \u0027Flectin\u0027 on how he made it to the top Wondering if it was worth it or not I pray for Markelle \u0027cause they fucked up his shot Just want you to know that you got it, my nigga Though I never met you, I know that you special And that the Lord blessed you, don\u0027t doubt it, my nigga Dennis Smith, Jr., stay solid, my nigga I\u0027m on a tangent, not how I planned it I had some fans that hopped and abandoned ship When they thought that I wasn\u0027t gon\u0027 pan out, I got a plan They say that success is the greatest revenge, tell all your friends Cole on a mission, cementin\u0027 the spot as the greatest that did it Before it all ends, nigga [21 Savage:] How much money you got? (A lot) How many problems you got? (A lot) How many people done doubted you? (A lot) Left you out to rot? (A lot) How many pray that you flop? (A lot) How many lawyers you got? (A lot) How many times you got shot? (A lot) How many niggas you shot? (A lot) How many times did you ride? (A lot) How many niggas done died? (A lot) How many times did you cheat? (A lot) How many times did you lie? (A lot) How many times did she leave? (A lot) How many times did she cry? (A lot) How many chances she done gave you? Fuck around with these thots (A lot) Break it on down, I break it on down I break it on down, I break it on down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it on down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down I break it down, I break it down, I br-