I Wonder (feat. Baby Cal & MMO Jayrod)

Your dreams come true

And I wonder

Will this shit ever pay off

Damn for real

Look at myself, all in the mirror like damn is it gon' pay off

Wish I could look up to heaven and dial up your name and give you a call

My main man can't even get out the streets but really he just wanna ball

I ain't even want it to get like that, my right hand man's was breaking the law

I'm calling the bitch who rubbing my chest and necking me up, we sit at the loft

(Sit at the loft)

Aye, aye, aye

(Come on)

Fuck it, I could've pulled on yo hoe but I'm playing the blade

Off of the RP-10, it's changing my mood, I'm knowing I'm stuck in my ways

Walk in the party, I'm spilling this drank, she blowing my phone, she know how I play it

Can't even talk off the meds, forgot what I said a young **** start seeing red

I heard a **** ran off with your bread but my **** ain't even playing like that

Hop out the whip with this bitch on my hip, you reaching for this and I bet I react

Fifteen years old and I had me a pack, I'll put my lil' hoe on yo bitch ass

Lil' **** keep making them songs, I've been on the road, I want you to get back

Bitch ass ****, I want you to get back

A hunnid blue hunnids, they sit in the book bag

Rapping ain't paying too well, I'm getting them giffys out stores, my ****, they with that

Lil' hoe be faking, do all that shit that was said in DMs, I ain't with the chit chat

Sit with a deuce, I ain't got no liq laq

Mixing the Casa with Miri, it's mismatched

Getting too old to sit in these lil' bitches' faces, nah, I ain't doing no playin

When we shootin the video, we gotta blur out their faces, me and Cal Boy make em famous

Pull up on me and she wanna get naked

Rapping on beats so my place can be gated

So many seals that sit in the back, I was picking a branch, I fuck with the Navy

Fuck any hoe that I want, but really the one that I want, ain't doing no waiting

Nah, I ain't doing no waiting, I spot me a opp and I'm letting em have it quick

I'm really plotting to chalk em, he don't even know that's the reason I'm tapping in

Bitch keep blowing me up, that pussy was shitty, I can't even crack again

I had a smitty and Meechy ass had a gen, late nights we was plotting on licks

Missing my brotha, it fuck with my mental, these **** be hoes', it's making me sick

(Making me sick man)

Shit beautiful ain't it

I'm geeked up, laid back, gangsta on the gram, posting them threats, that shit be all cap

Bail out the V, my team elite, on one, two, three, we clap

He got hit so many damn times, I'm like, I know he checked

Rock out with the Drake, seven, six, twos going right through your chest

If it ain't the yop, pass me the glizzy and watch I make a mess

Sours coming, we already crossed T , somewhere chilling on the west

If four **** hop out, gon' be a murder, how much you wanna bet

(How much you wanna bet?)

I'm a young **** getting money, I ain't like these crash outs

I get bows for high and low, come to the trap and cash out

I see yo hoe and took her home, then I beat her back down

**** be so tough on Instagram, see me walk with they head down

They walking with they head down

I seen yo hoe and took her home then I beat her back down