ASK ME (feat. Gusto & Q5ive)

I don't like taking too many chances I don't like having too many answers So don't ask me - Teach me Niggas Buck wild playing with passion In the midst of it all I got a soft spot for bitches with glasses If you ask me I am actively searching for assets But distracted by South African Asses Im living my life - knowing I gotta match my words with my actions Tryina make a house a home with Rap shit Dropping Classics Word to the Moments I took Affrimative Action Word to the value I'm putting onto my masters Word to the stress I'll inherit from paying taxes I don't like keeping slips but I'll have to Im a natural Off the rip My Conversations got me a lot of tips Its not about Potatoes It's about the chips If you my catch my drift If you didn't know me Now you know I like to Flip I made a thousand bucks from Hundred Look like a Magic Trick It takes a hundred months To do what I did with the magic stick I spend a lot of time thinking what am I gon Do after this This is my casual thoughts I'm at my casual best You listening to the life a boss Look at what casual gets It easy if you ask me Look I ain't saying im houdini - if you ask me I'm moving like the Mussalini - if you ask me But if you niggas don't believe me You can ask sgi Thats why you never really see me out When I'm On the road When I'm on the phone You never really see me out No It easy if you ask me Look I ain't saying im houdini - if you ask me I'm moving like the Mussalini - if you ask me But if you niggas don't believe me You can ask sgi Thats why you never really see me out When I'm On the road When I'm on the phone (you never do) You never really see me out No I made It look easy so you ask me How you did that Gees man I just had to catch me Feel me I threw myself deep into my past Seen things I didn't have, coz I got it from ma dad, ish Need to make a plan G Now a yung boss hustle till he buckle Hardly see my friends and I dont have no one to cuddle It's cold in a World where you valued by your worth Coz the only change that matters Is the One up in her purse If you ask me This type of living is for greedy people not me Without the paper you not living if you ask me So I don't sacrificed my love for things That hurt me Doing bad For Good Things (balance) Puff until my Lungs be dried it Keeps me happy (Yaw Gusto pass the Blunt) I Murder beats when on the mic it keep me lively I'm only lying when she ask me do you love Me I don't Wanna fantasize too Long if You ask me If you catch me