Lyrics

I ain't got time for a hoe (they know) and broski's like the devil 'Cause he likes taking people's souls (ha-ha) This, this ain't a football drill when we say That we keep them on their toes (their toes) My bro came out of the slammer Now I'm screaming, "Fresh home, fresh home" Now I'm screaming, "Fresh home, fresh home" Excuse me, miss, can you clap for the NHS? And darling, if you can't do that, KMT, the disrespect They talk on my name 'cause they brass and wet Thеm man are bums, tell 'em go gеt bread I ain't got time for the stupid gems I dick that ting then I'm onto the next You wouldn't know this, but my heart is cold like my home is Where were you when we could've been homeless? I can't have a bitch, 'cause I'd probably lose focus You know, get lost in the moment I could probably end up heartbroken I was chasing a bag, you was chasing these hoes Like I ain't got time to lotion I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna reach the sky Told her, "Babes, come, we bill it", she said, "Well, not tonight" DTB for life, married to the money, my wife DTB for life, married to the money, my wife I said, "Ooh, come, we catch these youths" I don't take L's or lose And me, I ain't got nothing to prove I been out here with the goons (bang, pow, boom) Bros always itching to shoot The best response is silence Why'd you think that I stay on mute? Got one ting, man, she came from the south And she wanna hold my spear like Britney (mm) Got one ting, man, she came from east And she wanna sing for me like Whitney She wanna have my pickney, don't be silly, don't be silly I'm out here tryna get this bread in my Nike Tech-Fleece suttin' like Adzmilli You wouldn't know this, but my heart is cold like my home is Where were you when we could've been homeless? I can't have a bitch, 'cause I'd probably lose focus You know, get lost in the moment I could probably end up heartbroken I was chasing a bag, you was chasing these hoes Like I ain't got time to lotion My bros in the lab like Dexter And she wanna take this BBC and I ain't talkin' 'bout 1Xtra Defend my bros like Evra All my haters hating, I just tell 'em, "Back to sender" I might bell her in, then put her right back like Héctor The world's so fucked nowadays, all they do is follow and follow (facts) I don't care 'bout the latest trends 'cause I might even die tomorrow (mm) That's why I ain't sleepy like hollow If I ever win the lotto I'll share that with my family And make sure they don't borrow You wouldn't know this, but my heart is cold like my home is Where were you when we could've been homeless? I can't have a bitch, 'cause I'd probably lose focus You know, get lost in the moment I could probably end up heartbroken I was chasing a bag, you was chasing these hoes Like I ain't got time to lotion I'm tryna get high, I'm tryna reach the sky Told her, "Babes, come, we bill it", she said, "Well, not tonight" DTB for life, married to the money, my wife DTB for life, married to the money, my wife
Writer(s): Ashton Webb, Joshua Soremekun, Phinehas Waweru Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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