See You Later

I been out here chasing paper No time to chill I promise Imma see you later Chasing the sun catch me in Florida like a gator I don't fuck with these niggas cause they be haters Aye Yeah and I been riding to my own shit Finally fell in love and these bitches won't leave me alone yeah Gotta get this money get this bag I'm On the phone yeah They carry it for fashion I carry it to make it home yeah Uh They be faking fronting for the gram Don't gotta say too much they know just who I am I'm pulling up I'm copping ounces while they copping grams Designer boy you see me dripping all over the gram I see they pocket watching They really need to stop it Mercedes coupe I'm taking just off like a rocket Thousands I done spent you should see my closet Amiri Demin chromed my heart with the go yard wallet Yeah And I been riding to my own shit Finally fell in love and these bitches won't leave me alone yeah Gotta get this money get this bag I'm On the phone yeah They carry it for fashion I carry it to make it home yeah Aye I been out here chasing paper No time to chill I promise Imma see you later Chasing the sun catch me in Florida like a gator I don't fuck with these niggas cause they be haters Aye Yeah and I been riding to my own shit Finally fell in love and these bitches won't leave me alone yeah Gotta get this money get this bag I'm On the phone yeah They carry it for fashion I carry it to make it home yeah Imma grind until I get it right Just let me run this play and I'll be back tonight I know I told you last time was the last time I miss my flight Imma keep grinding until I get it right And I don't be fucking with these bitches Cause they just like niggas joking the latest chasing riches I stay up on my grind Keep that Money on my mind Gotta be in a rush I can't be running outta time yeah And I don't be fucking with these bitches Cause they just like niggas joking the latest chasing riches I stay up on my grind Keep that Money on my mind Gotta be in a rush I can't be running outta time yeah Aye I been out here chasing paper No time to chill I promise Imma see you later Chasing the sun catch me in Florida like a gator I don't fuck with these niggas cause they be haters Aye Yeah and I been riding to my own shit Finally fell in love and these bitches won't leave me alone yeah Gotta get this money get this bag I'm On the phone yeah They carry it for fashion I carry it to make it home yeah