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Any time I'm poppin' out I give 'em something to see I might throw a couple thousand it ain't nothing to me Bitch I ain't staying too much longer I got somewhere to be If we fuckin', we gon' have to keep it under the sheets Popping in and out of cuts like I'm a Band-Aid Why you watch my story? We ain't even on the same page When bro was locked I hit him on the JPay You the type to turn on your mans and shake his hand on the same day What? That shit is craziness Yea I'm surfing on this bitch I'm on some wavy shit Put in work I'm allergic to the laziness I'm on road while you layed up with a crazy bitch Shawty got to ride 'cause her shit is looking buss We could skip the talkin' it ain't nothing to discuss Got a couple baddies 'cause one ain't enough Couldn't fit 'em in the coupe so I went and bought a truck Fa fa fa If it's up then we goin' to the clouds with it Said she got that water I might fuck around in drown in it Haven't seen each other a in minute, said I sound different Yeah I do That's 'cause the the money talk Cut a check then I go and hit the money walk Bitch I'm smart, why I care 'bout what a dummy thought? I hate lookin' at 'em so I put the sunnies on It's hittin' different Got the top down push to start up my ignition I ain't have the time to cruise around in a minute Bitch I'm goin' up and the clouds is the limit Who gon' fuck with the kid? Everybody knowing wassup' with the kid Got too many women that's in love with the kid It's a whole lot of things I give up for this shit It was all on me I was workin' late nights so I could ball all week Used to look the other way, now they call on me Had to get my weight up so I don't come off weak Now I'm goin' global, started Tri-State Thought it was a parking lot, but bitch it's just a driveway You ain't keepin' up with my pace Shit gets cold, then you birds finna migrate They would do it for a video How you fall out with your brothers for a silly hoe I'm be at the tables with CEOs You be on the couch watchin' movies, eating Cheerios Give a fuck what bitch say, I can't take a loss cause I'm learning from mistakes All I know is how to get paid They be pocket watchin' when you got your shit on display It's hittin' different Got the top down push to start up my ignition I ain't have the time to cruise around in a minute Bitch I'm goin' up and the clouds is the limit Who gon' fuck with the kid? Everybody knowing wassup' with the kid Got too many women that's in love with the kid It's a whole lot of things I give up for this shit
Writer(s): Anthony Marino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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