Songtexte

Chase, that, dreams, money Get, cash, solo, bitch By my, self, runnin', this Rob, cash, rob, cash Don't know where I'm goin' all I know is it's up Wake up, go to sleep, I got my pistol tucked Y'all talk all that shit you want, I don't give a fuck I don't need no hand-out, got my hand on my nuts You know that, when you winnin', they try disrupt I'ma be off on my own 'cause, you know, people suck We not in the same position, guess you ain't do enough They gon' speculate because they ain't seein' us I'd rather be dolo, than, with every Instagram star tryna get promo Rather be dolo, and workin' on myself so I could be go mode Rather be by myself, 'cause I can't trust y'all far as I can throw you I don't wanna take no pics or talk no biz 'cause I don't even know you Seem like, every day somebody got a new scheme to try and get a lil bit of my cream Gotta watch out for the roadblocks, so I drive slow with the high beams Gotta watch out for the real intent when people come around, say nice things Bitch, I was broke at 19, 20 years old, shit changed like lightning Chase, that, dreams, money Get, cash, solo, bitch By my, self, runnin', this Rob, cash, Rob, cash Don't know where I'm goin' all I know is it's up Wake up, go to sleep, I got my pistol tucked Y'all talk all that shit you want, I don't give a fuck I don't need no hand-out, got my hand on my nuts You know that, when you winnin', they try disrupt I'ma be off on my own 'cause, you know, people suck We not in the same position, guess you ain't do enough They gon' speculate because they ain't seein' us
Writer(s): Brandon Caskey, Andrej Vencelj Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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