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About Time
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Utwór About Time został wydany 19 września 2024 przez Fresh Produce jako część albumu Back On Some Player Shit
19 września 2024
WytwórniaFresh Produce
JęzykEnglish
BPM90
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

I know it's crazy.
You think they know by now.
If you ain't know, you're going to find
out.
believe that.
Playboy.
Yeah.
The hoes flocking ni**as hands with that bread
by you.
In the Bentley or the Maybach, I just
slide by you.
If you don't take care of your soldiers,
They ain't gonna stand by you.
Don't even need to make the call, my gon'
slide you.
My ni**as hopping out with sticks extendos on
the blicks.
Turn it to the 4th July, man, this shit
get lit.
You ni**as love to talk the talk, but you ain't
walking shit.
I put it all up in your face, see how I'm
popping shit.
Yeah.
I'm really popping it.
Might pull up 4 cars deep, ain't no
thots in here.
Top notch, high quality, your bitch
a starter bitch.
You ni**as just start getting money, finally got a
bitch.
I've been running through this paper,
Running through a bag.
I done blown more money than ni**as ever had.
Real life, I left the bank out with a grocery bag.
I really fucked the city, yeah, who had
to run like that?
I've been dodging old hoes, they trying
to double back.
Tell that bitch I'll hold your bread,
Hoe your time done passed.
Yea I'm snobby with my cock
Ima look right past you.
Upgraded from the mansion, now my house a caaa
The hoes flocking ni**as hands with that bread
by you.
In the Bentley or the Maybach, I just
slide by you.
If you don't take care of your soldier,
They ain't gonna stand by you.
Don't even need to make the call, my gon'
slide you.
My ni**as hopping out with sticks extendos on
the blicks.
Turn it to the 4th July, man, this shit
get lit.
You ni**as love to talk the talk, but you ain't
walking shit.
I put it all up in your face, see how I'm
popping shit.
They humble way too long, time to put it
in they face.
Tortuous staying ahead slow and steady
win the race.
Shits a marathon like the late great Nip
would say.
So don't burn all your fuel, keep some
gas left in the tank.
Never anxious, always patient, glad I
took my time.
Got something to say, take a number, it's
a long lines.
Always showed love, why you hate to see
me shine?
You ni**as fake, you ni**as snakes, I should have seen
the signs.
Ni**as jealous, they got bitch ni**a tendencies.
Just for that, I'll let your bitch pull
up and suck on me.
You know, I keep a player, yeah, these
hoes ain't nothing to me.
You say you pimping tender dick behind
the scenes.
The hoes flocking ni**as hands with that bread
by you.
In the Bentley or the Maybach, I just
slide by you.
If you don't take care of your soldier,
They ain't gonna stand by you.
Don't even need to make the call, my gon'
slide you.
My ni**as hopping out with sticks extendos on
the blicks.
Turn it to the 4th July, man, this shit
get lit.
You ni**as love to talk the talk, but you ain't
walking shit.
I put it all up in your face, see how I'm
popping shit.
Written by: Playboy Fresh
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