Yeah
Man im tired of this bullshit
All these bitches askin when im droppin all the new shit
Aye
Niggas ready for the squable
Thinkin like its royal rumble
Cuz they bitches singing bullshit
Aye
Plenty ppl hatin me
Hatin me
Dont u see
Tht im travelin over seas
Baby
When im smokin on extendos
And u pay to drive a rental
Thts the shit that i been seein lately
Yeah
I dont mind
What you do
I just notice that u bein lazy
Yeah
Got a bag full of blues
When the pockets be on full
Shout out to tht nigga lulwavy
We be smokin tht pressurе
Fuck a nigga named depression
Yo bitch givin mе the pleasure
And
And
And she askin for a favor
Told me she wasn't a hater
And she told me tht she is fan
And
Plenty bitches tryna roll
Dont forget, maybe 10k for a show
And
When the money on the go
Pockets be on grow
Twerkin bitches on the floor
Damn
When yo pockets be on E
Got sum bitches overseas
All these niggas tryna be me
They always gon doubt me
Im alone give a fuck who worried bout me
Prove em wrong
On the top u gon see me
Bitches hit me up
Tryna know where i be
And
Bitches hit me up
To come over to come sleep wit em
Niggas in the cell
Idk but its free em
I been on the road for too long
Hit a deep end
Deep end
Pullin over
Finna sleep in
Im too tired for this shit
Looks like ima sleep in
Bitches tryna hit me up
And then they started creeping
Mom i told u i was gonna do it for u
Working way too hard
Thts why ima do it for u
Got business in the bag
Dont think i was gon ignore you
I dont care bout the fame
Cuz ik tht shit gon bore you
Cuz ima buy u a house
And ima buy u a car
Cuz im so thankful for you
Thank you for rasin a star
But ima change it rq
But lemme change it right back
I be hustlin to the point i gotta carry a bag
I be hustlin to point that i be carryin a rack
In my pockets
Really im just being honest
Hit a 3
From the line
Feel ike harden from the rockets
Im already takin off
Finna fly like ima comet
Im not finna be bum
Makin calls sittin in a office
Finna take advantage
Independent makin profit
Did i say im makin profit
Ig u can call me prophet
Money thicker than my girl
Do u wan check my wallet?
I dont even have a wallet
I just have it in my pockets
Crazy
Ppl doubted me
They chillin in the closet
Yeah
Ppl they made fun of me
They bitches
End up callin
Yeah in 2020
Tried cancel me
So they can gossip
Too many hits in the chamber
Trust me all of em be solid
All of em be solid
Bitches end up being toxic
Ima try pull the trigger
Only way and how i want it
Shit ain't really suicidal
I do think bout that often
I can't really do that to my momma
I can't even do it at all
Too many years to live
Labels they startin to call
Money crawlin to me
Trust, im not finna fall
Puttin niggas to sleep
They sleepin over the stall
They sleepin on the kid
Cuz a nigga really different
Thinkin what he did
Really got these niggas trippin
Friday night
Home alone
Really got a nigga sippin
Really feel like smokin
Got a nigga really really wishin
Man i hate so many niggas
Im really bouta go off
Got a list of niggas
I really just wan talk
Why they do they things they do
Why they say the things they say
When they grew up with rich parents
Shit ain't really what they say
Hate when niggas really cappin
Niggas ain't really be rappin
They be talkin out they ass
Niggas really actin
They ain't never shoot a nigga
They was never near to stab em
They just social media bitches
Think they just really be slappin
Man im tired of this bullshit
All these bitches askin when im droppin all the new shit
Aye
Niggas ready for the squable
Thinkin like its royal rumble
Cuz they bitches singing bullshit
Aye
Plenty ppl hatin me
Hatin me
Dont u see
Tht im travelin over seas
Baby
When im smokin on extendos
And u pay to drive a rental
Thts the shit that i been seein lately
Yeah
I dont mind
What you do
I just notice that u bein lazy
Yeah
Got a bag full of blues
When the pockets be on full
Shout out to tht nigga lulwavy
We be smokin tht pressurе
Fuck a nigga named depression
Yo bitch givin mе the pleasure
And
And
And she askin for a favor
Told me she wasn't a hater
And she told me tht she is fan
And
Plenty bitches tryna roll
Dont forget, maybe 10k for a show
And
When the money on the go
Pockets be on grow
Twerkin bitches on the floor
Damn
When yo pockets be on E
Got sum bitches overseas
All these niggas tryna be me
They always gon doubt me
Im alone give a fuck who worried bout me
Prove em wrong
On the top u gon see me
Bitches hit me up
Tryna know where i be
And
Bitches hit me up
To come over to come sleep wit em
Niggas in the cell
Idk but its free em
I been on the road for too long
Hit a deep end
Deep end
Pullin over
Finna sleep in
Im too tired for this shit
Looks like ima sleep in
Bitches tryna hit me up
And then they started creeping
Mom i told u i was gonna do it for u
Working way too hard
Thts why ima do it for u
Got business in the bag
Dont think i was gon ignore you
I dont care bout the fame
Cuz ik tht shit gon bore you
Cuz ima buy u a house
And ima buy u a car
Cuz im so thankful for you
Thank you for rasin a star
But ima change it rq
But lemme change it right back
I be hustlin to the point i gotta carry a bag
I be hustlin to point that i be carryin a rack
In my pockets
Really im just being honest
Hit a 3
From the line
Feel ike harden from the rockets
Im already takin off
Finna fly like ima comet
Im not finna be bum
Makin calls sittin in a office
Finna take advantage
Independent makin profit
Did i say im makin profit
Ig u can call me prophet
Money thicker than my girl
Do u wan check my wallet?
I dont even have a wallet
I just have it in my pockets
Crazy
Ppl doubted me
They chillin in the closet
Yeah
Ppl they made fun of me
They bitches
End up callin
Yeah in 2020
Tried cancel me
So they can gossip
Too many hits in the chamber
Trust me all of em be solid
All of em be solid
Bitches end up being toxic
Ima try pull the trigger
Only way and how i want it
Shit ain't really suicidal
I do think bout that often
I can't really do that to my momma
I can't even do it at all
Too many years to live
Labels they startin to call
Money crawlin to me
Trust, im not finna fall
Puttin niggas to sleep
They sleepin over the stall
They sleepin on the kid
Cuz a nigga really different
Thinkin what he did
Really got these niggas trippin
Friday night
Home alone
Really got a nigga sippin
Really feel like smokin
Got a nigga really really wishin
Man i hate so many niggas
Im really bouta go off
Got a list of niggas
I really just wan talk
Why they do they things they do
Why they say the things they say
When they grew up with rich parents
Shit ain't really what they say
Hate when niggas really cappin
Niggas ain't really be rappin
They be talkin out they ass
Niggas really actin
They ain't never shoot a nigga
They was never near to stab em
They just social media bitches
Think they just really be slappin
( Lil Slam )
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