Lyrics

Back in the stu back with the crew It ain't nothing new No hidden message I'm telling the truth It ain't nothing to it I'm done with confessions these bitches is goofy These bitches goofy So I lay it down when I'm back in the booth Back in the booth Move with a couple of shorties a time But now they be mad cuz mans being "grimey" I'm giving it all to my rhymes I know they be petty Doing my head in But I'm swear I'm not lying I steady go chasing I want my paper Imma keep on grinding Rip that I know you lit that I know you stoned You be tryna roll But you know that shit always unroll Catching colds in these winter sessions Never getting old Gold chain round my neck so I'm used to being froze Call me Rose And That's the way it goes Read my mind I can tell you gonna fold Peep my ties I ain't dealing w unknowns Breathe just fine Smoking gas, it's by the O's Yeah yeah Back in the stu back with the crew It ain't nothing new No hidden message I'm telling the truth It ain't nothing to it I'm done with confessions these bitches is goofy These bitches goofy So I lay it down when I'm back in the booth Back in the booth Fuck all these opps that be waiting so patiently for me to fuck up Currently doing a 75 on 55 and I ain't slowing up Catching my ass smoking these turtles My whip is too fast and it's only Honda You'd think I'd done murder the way they alerted But I'm on my stride so I don't get nervous Clean slate picture perfect They trying to profile my person Do your civil service If not imma cause an Insurgence I'm always on top of the currents They don't want us to go flourish I'm giving a voice to the voiceless So I can't be losing my courage Easy to let go I ain't ever trust a soul I ain't ever get attached I'm chasing all the Gold Keep it on the low But you be blowing up my phone I ain't ever answer All you hearing is my tone They constantly test my endurance But I face them direct Cashing out checks from insurance Y'all frauds so it bounce back We down 3 in the 4th so we gotta step it back Pass it to Brown or to Tatum Y'all just be ducking evasive I don't get caught in the middle Cus' I can't be abrasive Back in the Stu back with the crew It ain't nothing new No hidden message I'm telling the truth It ain't nothing to it I'm done w confessions these bitches is goofy These bitches goofy So I lay it down when I'm back in the booth Back in the booth Easy to let go I ain't ever trust a soul I ain't ever get attached I'm chasing all the Gold Keep it on the low But you be blowing up my phone I ain't ever answer All you hearing is my tone
Writer(s): Christian Rosa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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