Lyrics:
Been working all day
Gotta focus on the grind
cin't worried bout them guys
They way too behind
I'm Just tryna get the cash that's all
Getting paid
I don't love these hoes, I'll buy my bitch a Birkin bag
She want more sex, I just told that bitch to throw it back
Nah, nah, nah, she can't get mine,
'm on, I got this shit yeah Im the one
Ima make it out get an award, I stayed on my grind and I won
You don't love me just the drip I got on
You don't want
bitch don't hit my line, Don't waste my time i'm doing fine
Just by myself not no one else, Glocks n rocks up on my shelf
Trappin out with no ones help, I
I just want to take you out and show you off
You already know that you the perfect one
Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion
Ever since I
Well I'm just people watching, the other people watching me
We're all people watching, the other people watching we
We're as lonely as we want it
Two hearts drawn together bound by destiny
It was you and you for me
Every road leads to your door
Every step I take for evermore
Just say you love
and Badnewss this
MAN Why y'all all on Badnewss dick
Man I just want the paper
Wtf yall hating for
No I don't wear no Jordan's
Ima stick with the black Air
with some game man
Gotta keep your game tight if ya want to make it man
Simply Dre':
If it don't make dollars, don't make sense
I'm just a playa
'm on my phone
Money to blow
While I'm chilling with banga and tabb we gonna blow
I don't want money man
I just wanna show and prove I got skill to the world
tabien
I'm Boss Status check my EIN
When it's on, It's On
No Cap
I'm just getting to the paper that's that
I'm either counting up or got ya bitch
want some paper there, to prove identity
I pointed at the mirror sayin' hey man, there, that's me
Red Tape, now big mistake, I'm standing in the rain
comfortable
But when she leave I'm goin o.t
With my other boo
She want some carti frames
Get fly like paper plane
She said them nigga lame
She know I ain't
Ronaldo Hilton
Donahue let them motherfuckers joins in
I just want war and peace and all that shit
Man I just Shit
It ain't really matter what a nigga want
bitch
Add it up two times divided by six
Someone called my line
I ignore that bitch
Now she texting me back no I don't respond, she only want what's on my
bitch
You don't want no beef bitch
Y'all be talking but won't do shit
Could walk by and take your main bitch
Don't say shit or I'll hit you like Delpit
flavors don't care
If I'm matching ain't
A gangbanga but red and
Blue paisley my patches
Hit me a sale off the phone I'm in traffic
Just gettin started
sawed off. I learned from mistakes that I never had to make. I learned from the greats how to keep it on the chase. I want everyday to feel like it’s
You know that bag right
Want me put you on baby you gotta act right
I ain’t no one to play wit, I change ya whole life
F***ing wit me you know that
All I fucking see is red
Yuh, yuh these people want me dead
(Want me dead)
I don't fuck with pills that's why I Just smoke weed instead(instead)
life like cinema
She want a bit that drink I'm sippin up
My worry be minimal
When we walk in the club I tell you just dance
I tell ya just dance
When we
hard to open up to you
It's hard to get close to you
I want it with everything in me to one day just say I'm in love with you
But I'm not used
hard to open up to you
It's hard to get close to you
I want it with everything in me to one day just say I'm in love with you
But I'm not used
there's nothing left by my side
Now the paper doesn't come anymore
Like I ever believed a word I read
The truth of you it comes as no surprise
After all
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