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Aye, niggas didn't check on me I would always do my best but they would step on me Now I need my neck cold, she gon check on me Getting money but she wanna blow a check on me Aye, but i told em don't check on me Now she wanna slide, wanna put her neck on me And she watch the way i move, wanna check my speed Since i'm winning, now she tripping, wanna rep my team Aye, niggas didn't check on me Only time they reached out is when a check on me Watching pockets, watching moves, niggas crept on me Lotta doubt, and i know them niggas slept on me But its cool cause look at me now, bitch i'm getting cake Told my momma i'll do it, don't give a damn how long it takes And i told her i got her, i just appreciate the wait Shout out all of my haters, i just appreciate the hate All the fake ass phony ass niggas in the section All they do is ask a lot of questions How you turn a blessing, into mother fucking stressing Swear to god a nigga learned his lesson The company you keep, will determine if you sink or you swim Determine if you lose or you win Determine if you free, living life, getting money, getting ms Or living day to day inside the pen Younging who been focused on the pen, ain't worried bout a benz Just worried bout his family, fuck a friend I ain't got no time to pretend, shit i'm getting to this paper If i want ya shorty ima take her I've been balling hard like a laker Beefing with the team, make sure you pray to god you see ya maker Money tall like a skyscraper I am not a faker, ima block ya number if i hate ya Sleeping on me so i told em wake up, better get ya cake up If we fell off don't wanna make up Connection so bad, when we try to talk it out, shit break up Used to think the universe hates us But it turns out, that's the way it's sposed to turn out If we kept stressing eventually we would burn out Had to make a choice, make a business decision Cause she was bad, everybody looked at me like i'm tripping But i'm chilling, i got bitches, and as god is my witness I'm really focused on my music, bout my fam and my riches They the ones who would check on me Now they flex with me, stead of trynna flex on me Snake niggas, yeah i know they'd pull the tech on me Head on a swivel and i got a vest on me And it's shame on me Cause they said i did em dirt, they put the blame on me But, you a liar so it's shame on you Bad vibes gotta dip, switch the lane on you Cloudy days, hope they rain on you Cause you changed on me, i never changed on you Aye, niggas didn't check on me I would always do my best but they would step on me Now i need my neck cold, she gon check on me Getting money but she wanna blow a check on me Aye, but i told em don't check on me Now she wanna slide, wanna put her neck on me And she watch the way i move, wanna check my speed Since i'm winning, now she tripping, wanna rep my team
Writer(s): Keegan Dillon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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