Texty

Me equals you I ain't worried 'bout it You could do what you do (MP) I say, all these damn hoes bring problems They fuck with me 'cause I'm the trending topic Money full dose hoe, that's what I call 'em She only ridin' for the dollar in your pocket A thousand dollars, swear to God that's all I need I learned how to count up guala 'fore I can read That pussy wet like the Pacific Ocean deep I swear to God she so terrific on her knees And I just wanna know why it's so hard for them to realize All this pain I'm going through, and I'm speakin' on real life I just wanna know why they don't notice all the love I'm showing I just wanna know why they don't notice that it's hard But I just keep going, I just keep going I'm gettin' so hungry for the mil', I'm on the block with utensils Used to write this rap inside my cell, I had to steal a pen and pencil Pay attention, watch how the game you get taught get used against you Panoramic whip, I whip it off the lot, it's so expensive 30 shots in my extension, bitch, these Mike Amiri denims If the rules ain't ever break, you doing wrong, tryna bend 'em I couldn't make 'em get a dollar, I only convinced 'em I humble my emotions, them haters don't make me sing it A thousand dollars, swear to God, that's all I need I learned how to count up guala 'fore I can read That pussy wet like the Pacific Ocean deep I swear to God, she so terrific on her knees And I just wanna know why it's so hard for them to realize All this pain I'm going through, and I'm speakin' on real life I just wanna know why they don't notice all the love I'm showing I just wanna know why they don't notice that it's hard But I just keep going, I just keep going
Writer(s): Terrell Mcneal, Tyquian Bowman, Bishop Grinnage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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