Lyrics:
(Chorus)
I’m up in the booth till late
I’m tryna put work so we all get paid
We ain’t really got the time for no games
Until we make it it’s all
attention,
On a carton and missing,
The streets may love you now,
They gon’ hate when you leave ‘em,
So it’s take it or leave it,
When I’m naked I’m Eve
the further I move away, I steal the ball like A.I. and make a quick get away.. I’m like a angel, M.J. or Kobe Bryant, I glide thru the air as if I was
could always call my phone bro I’m round to talk
I’m never too big, for you I’m splitting two wigs
We go way back, talking “The Wood” like I’m Taye Diggs
And pulled that Prada off the shelf
She said why you doing the most?
Bitch I'm Prada myself!
When they went the other way
I held it down by myself
When they
T'ES CON SI TU VOULAIS M'TESTER MOI
18 ANS TOUT FRAIS J’ARRIVE DÉJA SUR L CHÉ-MAR
DES TRANSFERTS
J’RAP J’ENCHAÎNE,J’FRAPPE J T’ENTERRE
ET J’FUME PAS
I'm sipping hot cocoa, I got it straight out the mug
I'm turning off the lights, I'm getting warmed up
I'm rubbing my eyes, tryna find something I
I don't ever rest
I been chasing on the cash
Might crash
I been moving too fast
You know I'm with the gang
I aint answering texts
You mad
I'm just
I'll get on my knees
Before I let you leave me baby I'll beg you like please
Yeah, me and you forever
I'm happy that I met you I'm glad we're together
Bitch I'm living life so reckless
Back of the Uber so I wreck less
You bitches living life so checkless
Nike on my shoes check this
Bitch I'm out
told me to keep popping my shit you already lit
Throw up a four way from south nigga I'm doing shit that ain't nobody did
Boy you a hoe why you want beef
Give me the money and sign the papers
I don't want you showing up in my dreams
So tick the list and shut the door
I don't know you anymore
I'm not
You talked down to me like a child
But tonight I'm playing Breath of the Wild
I've got a place to go
I don't even need to tell ya
I'm the boy that
I'm the double feature creature that you love so much
The freak in the dark with the softest touch
I'm the creeping reaper that watches over you
Hey hey
Ay J you got another one
Yeah
Look at me now yeah
I found my sound yeah
I'm going up like a rocket
And I ain't ever coming down yeah
Figured
Yea, I'm a risk tasker, rule breaker, money maker
We don't do no hand to hands we call that hot potato
Get the money reinvest it nigga that's
Wide body bens
Me you and your friends
Trip out to my ends
Seeing through my lens
Ya my lifestyle changing but I'm staying with my gang
In the night
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yeah
I'm just fucking around I'm just Fucking around I'm fucking Around
They ain't heard I'm in a new bag
I'm in a new bag
Iced out
Have a seat
Cause I got a lot to discuss
A few characters
Even fewer to trust
So to get this shit out the mud
Is a must
I'm trying to paint
In a Hellcat I'm swerving
My nigga Cameron keep a stick, he shooting like Julius Ervin
Like why would I trip bout a bitch?
That lil hoe ain't nun but
all on my body but babe can't fuck with you
Time is wasted you know that I'm lighting the spliff niggas is baking
Niggas hating bitches faking
All
I'm social distancing
Making a point on why am I still a side piece?
Hoping a toss coin will make my mind at ease
Mourning my death 'cause now I will
She wanna rock out her ksubis
I just met her, act like she knew me
I'm in the label with
I'm in the label with two piece
So she wanna hop in the back
Yeah
Yeah
Get your goggles on
I'm coming for you bitches
I'm on the road to riches
And I'm coming for the snitches
I'm an alien
I don't speak your
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