Cliché

Hey what? I keep to myself they say I gotta attitude I can't rock with you you'd get caught up the way you move In the street like heavy watch ya mouth and what you do Why you so busy talkin' till I walk up in the room Yeah, shit ain't sweet don't sugarcoat it Watch ya homie he got motives You not lyin well then show us If you is we do you bogus Mind at ease that's why I'm smokin Tried to show you you weren't goin You not with me cuz you folded Keep that energy away from me I'll violate you first degree Homie told me you act shady If that's the case we make it shake I just wanna eat the cake I Got the munchies I be baked No I'm not sharing 'cuz you fake Be careful of the friends you make I don't wanna be cliché but only God can judge me He seen all the love I showed an all the hate it caused me OG gettin old by now I bet that she lost it If you tell me somethin' then you better keep your promise I share all my wins but I'm alone with all my losses Had to cut 'em off it's what it is don't fuck with toxic My man acting all brand new he told me I caused it At the bank you get two options steady clickin' on deposit Yeah, he tryna tell me he ain't got it Boy you better cough it up fuck what you sayin' I won't buy it, yeah Watch how you talkin' hairline fucked up that shit Lookin all upsided You the type to talk that shit well my type gon' surprise 'em I be pulling cards ya lame ass friends swear that you got it How you flexing all these rentals you don't pay your rent Yeah, you ain't got the bands you talkin boy you really spent I don't fuck with lames no way Goofy bitch do what I say I had a good day today I stay makin all the plays I want blue bills in a safe Starry ceiling in a rafe Homie gotta beat the case So we can laugh 'bout yesterday Hey yeah, that's how it goes Ten toes, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey Pass out the bowls Then we go and get some more Benji's make ya do a money dance I'm lit you wouldn't understand Hit me bout that work well it depends how much you wanna spend My mouth of diamonds glistenin' Feel royal like the president And if you gotta problem imma recommend some councilin' Yeah, shit lowly I got on me Don't make me turn up keep ya hands away from me I stunt on my own no babe it ain't a thang And if you not bout money then get out the way Gotta go make a trade please don't press me okay I just know how to get it, shit who could you blame I don't care bout the fame only trips to the bank Miss the shots you don't take Good thing I got good aim