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I'm tryna muster up the strength to handle all of it (all of it) Every time you call, I make a ball of it (ball of it) I'm tryna change your closet, make a mall of it (yeah) I'm tryna meet your friends, and then go ball on 'em I tell you, you can't turn a real nigga to a sucka I know a lot of motherfuckers that don't fuck no mothers And I won't lie, he dead prezzi, niggas dangerous And they ain't even clutchin', yeah Good things on my mind, it's not the time to be lazy Only at the jewellers when it's time to go crazy Hold the other line, I'm talkin' money right now, baby A-List bitch, in my G-Wag', baby She extra safe in my bulletproof 'Cedes I hop out and the hoes go crazy Rose gold like the skin tone on my lady Christmas tree 'round my neck, 250 They ask why I bought this shit, 'cause I'm litty Drop a hunnid bands on my thugs, no kizzy I ain't never ran, but I run my city Yeah, and she so pretty, always too busy But ain't too busy to miss me In it for the long run, you ain't with the quickie I'm tryna muster up the strength to handle all of it, mm Every time you call, I make a ball of it I'm tryna change your closet, make a mall of it I'm tryna meet your friends, and then go ball on 'em I tell you, you can't turn a real nigga to a sucka I know a lot of motherfuckers that don't fuck no mothers And I won't lie, he dead prezzi, niggas dangerous And they ain't even clutchin', yeah Good things on my mind, it's not the time to be lazy Only at the jewellers when it's time to go crazy Hold the other line, I'm talkin' money right now, baby Shorty just left, she runnin' right back Shorty, don't stress, I got it like that And it's only right, that we roll the dice Think we should take a chance, and you stay the night I tell her shopping spree, you get it all, baby Gucci, Louis, Prada, girl, I get you what you want 'Cause runnin' out of dollars is just somethin' I ain't on Ain't runnin' out of partners 'cause the loyalty is strong She want that new coupé, baby, with the roof gone She want that Christian Dior, that's a two-tone I tell her, "You can get it all, baby, you deserve it all" Treat you like my baby, like my newborn I'm tryna muster up the strength to handle all of it, mm Every time you call, I make a ball of it I'm tryna change your closet, make a mall of it I'm tryna meet your friends, and then go ball on 'em I tell you, you can't turn a real nigga to a sucka I know a lot of motherfuckers that don't fuck no mothers And I won't lie, he dead prezzi, niggas dangerous And they ain't even clutchin', yeah Good things on my mind, it's not the time to be lazy Only at the jewelers when it's time to go crazy Hold the other line, I'm talkin' money right now, baby
Writer(s): Raynford Humphrey, Mike Woods, Jared Scharff, Jasper Harris, Og Parker, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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