Lyrics

Good luck finding one like me I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang Good luck finding one like me Where I'm growing trees, I'm a- yuh, yuh Uh She complaining and never leave I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed Except the pain Leaving stains, in my lane Good luck finding one like me Where I'm growin' trees, I'm a rare thang Cars and champagne, misplaced two pinkie rings I ordered a watch to ease the pain Chevrolet drippin' and the night skittles in the rain I was envisioning this when I ain't have a thing Staying focused, chain smoking, now SM chains Last night mangling with bitches tangled in my slang Dying for the light Shit, a lowdown dirty shame But it's what they like, and it's what I like And we slide on the night train She complaining and never leave I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed Except the pain Leaving stains, in my lane Good luck finding one like me Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang She complaining and never leave I stay the same and roll more weed Ain't nothing changed (nothing changed) Except the pain (except the pain) Leaving stains, in my lane (in my lane) Good luck finding one like me Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thing I'm spending money like it was nothing So let's fuss and just come fuckin' Treat Mercedes' like collars, 'round guccis, laces, mustard I was hustlin' every dollar It was conscious, stretched the product I bought Prada for my momma Selling Fours from my Impala I put Cubans on my collar Mixing Rugers with these diamonds Hella yellow gold behind it, boss, I've just cut all that whining Last thing I need, ho all in my ear, tellin' me shit she heard Baby please, only time I stressed when I done kissed the curb Learn some shit, don't waste time on bitches You can't get it back Told her ass, don't threaten to leave unless your shit packed Can't take it back, no, ain't nothing changed Make 'em stand on that, you know that Honest never fall, roll my blunts fat She complaining and never leave I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed Except the pain Leaving stains, in my lane Good luck finding one like me Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang She complaining and never leave I stay the same and roll more weed, ain't nothing changed Except the pain Leaving stains, in my lane Good luck finding one like me Where I'm growing trees, I'm a rare thang Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches Bitch, we smokin' weed in it, I don't post 'em in your pictures You could keep a secret, we can always Told her rule number one, don't talk about me, uh Keep the E in it, Chevys on switches Bitch, we smokin' weed in it, I don't post 'em in your pictures You could keep a secret, we can always kick it Told her rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga That shit they have is suspicious Will be hitting switches, chef highway dippin' When does it all end, huh? I'm on a yacht, can you waterski behind? How much is enough?
Writer(s): Shante Franklin, Fendi P, Christopher Oneil Upshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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