Un adiós sin razones Unos años sin valor Bardi Ain′t no half-steppin', all I do is break records Now I play chess, so a bitch can′t checker Made it out of hell and it's still gettin' hectic And my life is a movie, only Cardi could direct it Only take cash, they ain′t never gave credit Had to risk it all in myself, so I bet it Started on the pole, in the end, don′t regret it They'll use the past against you if you let it But I′m back and I'm better, got Henny on the line Tell her that I have real shit on my mind ′Cause the clocks start tickin' from the day I got signed Million-dollar watch ′cause a bitch got time They'll tell you everything 'bout me, but the grind Tell you there′s a bitch this hot, then they lyin′ If I pay for the streams, why the fuck you ain't buyin′? When these hoes start hatin', these hoes start lying Años sin valor I got dressed for the stages, got dressed for the court Dressed for my husband, told him, "Rip this shit off" Got dressed for the GRAMMYs, then I left with awards Hundred-thousand dollar dress left on the floor They was losin′ they mind when I hit the Met Gala Tail so long, it dragged 30 minutes after After the tears, you can get to the laughter After the bookings, on to the next chapter Got goals that I want, got goals that I met Gold on my neck that I froze in baguettes More movie sets mean more movie checks 'Cause I live in a mansion, I don′t live with regrets Plans for the fam, got Kulture the jet Told us to invest, so the culture is set Blam-blam-blam, if you posin' a threat Never did it for clout, never talked on the set, bitch Años sin valor Uh Who they all come get when they want shit charting? Labels hit me when they wanna break artists After we break bread, then we get shit started I don't say want it, unless Cardi B on it Then I′m on some shit ′cause I done some shit Checks sound like I just won some shit Shoot up the charts like I gun some shit Got a Reebok deal 'cause I run this shit All the dope boys want all the Wall Street dudes Chefs in the mansions, I don′t even buy food Used to laugh at my raps, sayin' I would get booed Now I get a big bag, that′s a big move From the Bronx to the 'burbs, make big moves Rock red bottoms, made ′em big shoes Paid dues, and I'm so focused 'Cause the money never made me, bein′ broke did, bitch Un adiós sin razones Unos años sin valor