Not Your ATM

[Verse 1]
Had to get it out the mud
Now they got they hands out
Every time I level up
They come with the same pout
"Can you help me, can you spot me"
Like I got a money tree
I was sleeping on that floor
Ain’t nobody spotting me
Mama told me "love ’em all"
Cool, but that don’t mean I pay
Every favor got a fee
Every hug got a play
Got my cousin in my texts
Planning trips that I ain’t on
You ain’t check when I was broke
Now you checking what I’m on (that’s wrong)
[Chorus]
I am not your bank
I am not your plan
I am not the reason
You don’t ever have a plan
I am not your sponsor
I am not your man
If it ain’t respect
You can miss me with your hand
I am not your ATM (nah)
I am not your ATM (hey!)
Everybody want that check
Ain’t nobody cutting them
[Verse 2]
Shorty hit me like "you up?"
Then she send a shopping list
Got a closet full of shoes
Still she talking ’bout "I need this"
Posting meals she never paid
Tagging me like that’s on me
Got a bottle in her hand
But she swearing that she hungry
I got dreams, I got goals
Y’all got schemes, I got dough
I got hours, sacrifice
You got outfits for the show
They don’t see the side of me
Up at 3, my eyes red
They just wanna ride for free
Then get mad I won’t beg (hell no)
[Chorus]
I am not your bank
I am not your plan
I am not the reason
You don’t ever have a plan
I am not your sponsor
I am not your man
If it ain’t respect
You can miss me with your hand
I am not your ATM (nah)
I am not your ATM (woah)
Everybody want that check
Ain’t nobody cutting them
[Bridge]
Family acting like a bill
Lovers acting like a tax
Everybody want a piece
Nobody watching my back
So I drew a little line
Right between love and leech
If you only come for cash
Don’t be calling that a "reach"
[Chorus]
I am not your bank
I am not your plan
I am not the reason
You don’t ever have a plan
I am not your sponsor
I am not your man
If it ain’t respect
You can miss me with your hand
I am not your ATM (nah)
I am not your ATM (hey!)
If you didn’t starve with me
You ain’t eating off my wins

rap, Dark club-ready fusion of hip hop and house: swung trap drums over a pulsing four-on-the-floor kick, warped bass stabs, and eerie synth plucks. Male vocals, tight rap cadences on the verses, chant-style hook with stacked shouts. Drops hit with filtered builds, crowd-response ad-libs, and stuttered vocal chops riding the groove., hip hop