Letra

Gotchu wrong coffee who knew you ain't like Mocha Daydreaming bout getting a driver or a chauffeur As a kid, used to have a Violator poster That don't mean nothing like schools sending homework Too shy, wanna know exactly Why you looking Too fly We like buzz lightyear & woody Don't lie, you know why you ain't where you should be Don't lie, you know why you thinking what shit could be Balling your fist when you see me get racks from the bookies I gotta dip if I'm really trynna catch the Lakers Please don't mistake me for someone you would call a rookie Threaten my family imma send you to your maker Slip in my ways but I come back after a whoopsie Ounce to the face me and my baby watching Takers Smacking your hand if I see you sparking up a loosie Open my tablet I'm watching Bron beat the Pacers Pacer, Pacer, moving out the country Soon as I get comfy And Quadruple my money I am not no dummy This shit can get ugly Ever wanna sit back, ain't even gotta stress shit Order food, track it while it's coming of the exit Eight incomes so you ain't searching for the next hit I'm trynna buy blocks move em round like it's Tetris Trynna fund a sports complex for the kids Basketball court next 2 where I used to live You content with average like average is lit I see how it could be, you see it how it is Ever wanna sit back, ain't even gotta stress shit Order food, track it while it's coming of the exit Eight incomes so you ain't searching for the next hit I'm trynna buy blocks move em round like it's Tetris Trynna fund a sports complex for the kids Basketball court next to where I used to live You content with average like average is lit I see how it could be, you see it how it is Pacer, Pacer, moving out the country Soon as I get comfy And Quadruple my money I am not no dummy This shit can get ugly Hourly to daily to weekly to monthly That bread change your location rainy to sunny Makes you think of days when the clothes were bummy Nose was runny Dawgs was hungry Hourly to daily to weekly to monthly Ones who ain't believe me keep asking for something One hand counting who was here when I had nothing Nose was runny Now we not hungry
Writer(s): Preston Love Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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