Kredity

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald K Parker Jr
Gerald K Parker Jr
Songwriter

Texty

I got a hundred thoughts on my mind Always plotting and scheming, I'm on the
Grind Told my son Ill bring it home, I do that shit
Without trying **** capping and they raps, we can tell
That you lying I can show you what this greatness do
And yeah, you gotta follow the lead, **** Show out and prove
We done lost a lot, but we got shit to lose We done lost a lot, but we got shit to prove
I've been all alone in the dark, **** Thinking bout a plan, sitting here plotting
Scheming Thinking bout the bands, call up my phone
If you need it I'ma get it, man, y'all **** pockets bulimic you don't get no bands
She wanna swallow my semen, she on demon time Don't you fuck with me, don't you cross that
Line, I'll shoot it up like it's Caliban I be really out in the streets, we drive the whip
Like it's stolen Got a bad bitch with me, all of my diamonds
Be frozen And I know that talk is cheap, I'm only focused
On motion Yo bitch really loving on me, I'ma just dive
In her ocean I got all eyes on me, you can just picture
Me rolling And my eyes look Chinese from all the weed
I be smoking
Might have lost a few, but I lost a lot Glock always on 6 o'clock, cause it's fuck the
Haters and it's fuckin' opps
Bike always on 1230, chasing money, like I'm in a hurry
I got a hundred thoughts on my mind Always plotting and scheming, I'm on the grind
Told my son Ill bring it home, I do that shit without trying
**** capping and they raps, we can tell that you lying
I can show you what this greatness do And yeah, you gotta follow to lead, ****
Show out and prove We done lost a lot, but we got shit to lose
We done lost a lot, but we got shit to prove
Written by: Gerald K Parker Jr
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