Let's do it
Hoes laughed at me when I was broke
Wait till the day I get rich
I might blow it all on my folks
Or maybe I'd cop a new whip
They treated my ass like a joke
And now they all jackin' my shit
Now that lil bitch double tappin' my posts, she liking the flicks
This shit not a race anymore, I done lapped em
Now this bitch know my songs, she singin' me Captions, yeah
And I know you feel lost in my absence
Gotta play this shit cool, why I'm acting so passive, yeah
When this shit get too heavy, still carry it well
But it's cool if we go separate ways, its whatever
Why you bring up the past, reachin' back like Odell
Asked me if I got hoes, I don't know what to tell her
"I'm pullin' out ten" what I say to the teller
And the bank can't believe how I'm f*ckin' that check up
I jump in the stu and turn cold blooded killer
I'm like "When they gon give me my credit", I'm fed up
I f*ck up that cheddar, give a f*ck bout the losses I'm keepin' my head up
When a bad bitch say come through, I'm f*ckin' her bed up
I cook this shit inside, my bedroom the setup
Got baddies all over my body like checkups
They all fell in love on the day that I met em
If I feel a way, I just rap, that's my therapy
Don't group me with them, I don't see similarities
And I might not be on yet, that's just temporarily
But I'm getting my bread up, and that's what's imperative
For real
They show you real love when you broke
Get your money they gon switch
I'm livin' but can't get my hopes up
Take off in that whip, now they sick
She learnin' my flaws like a close-up
They actin' out just for the clicks
And I guess it is what it is, I don't feel it though
Don't really pop out too much, keep it minimal
Niggas don't got any shame, that shit pitiful
Niggas be copy and paste, ain't original
Swear to god, they just be stealin' they swag
And I'm with some rappers, we spark up medicinal
Get in the stu and then get in that bag
I'm holdin' that money so close, it get intimate
Keep chasin' women while I chase the cash
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Let's do it
Hoes laughed at me when I was broke
Wait till the day I get rich
I might blow it all on my folks
Or maybe I'd cop a new whip
They treated my ass like a joke
And now they all jackin' my shit
Now that lil bitch double tappin' my posts, she liking the flicks
This shit not a race anymore, I done lapped em
Now this bitch know my songs, she singin' me Captions, yeah
And I know you feel lost in my absence
Gotta play this shit cool, why I'm acting so passive, yeah
When this shit get too heavy, still carry it well
But it's cool if we go separate ways, its whatever
Why you bring up the past, reachin' back like Odell
Asked me if I got hoes, I don't know what to tell her
"I'm pullin' out ten" what I say to the teller
And the bank can't believe how I'm f*ckin' that check up
I jump in the stu and turn cold blooded killer
I'm like "When they gon give me my credit", I'm fed up
I f*ck up that cheddar, give a f*ck bout the losses I'm keepin' my head up
When a bad bitch say come through, I'm f*ckin' her bed up
I cook this shit inside, my bedroom the setup
Got baddies all over my body like checkups
They all fell in love on the day that I met em
If I feel a way, I just rap, that's my therapy
Don't group me with them, I don't see similarities
And I might not be on yet, that's just temporarily
But I'm getting my bread up, and that's what's imperative
For real
They show you real love when you broke
Get your money they gon switch
I'm livin' but can't get my hopes up
Take off in that whip, now they sick
She learnin' my flaws like a close-up
They actin' out just for the clicks
And I guess it is what it is, I don't feel it though
Don't really pop out too much, keep it minimal
Niggas don't got any shame, that shit pitiful
Niggas be copy and paste, ain't original
Swear to god, they just be stealin' they swag
And I'm with some rappers, we spark up medicinal
Get in the stu and then get in that bag
I'm holdin' that money so close, it get intimate
Keep chasin' women while I chase the cash
Hoes laughed at me when I was broke
Wait till the day I get rich
I might blow it all on my folks
Or maybe I'd cop a new whip
They treated my ass like a joke
And now they all jackin' my shit
Now that lil bitch double tappin' my posts, she liking the flicks
This shit not a race anymore, I done lapped em
Now this bitch know my songs, she singin' me Captions, yeah
And I know you feel lost in my absence
Gotta play this shit cool, why I'm acting so passive, yeah
When this shit get too heavy, still carry it well
But it's cool if we go separate ways, its whatever
Why you bring up the past, reachin' back like Odell
Asked me if I got hoes, I don't know what to tell her
"I'm pullin' out ten" what I say to the teller
And the bank can't believe how I'm f*ckin' that check up
I jump in the stu and turn cold blooded killer
I'm like "When they gon give me my credit", I'm fed up
I f*ck up that cheddar, give a f*ck bout the losses I'm keepin' my head up
When a bad bitch say come through, I'm f*ckin' her bed up
I cook this shit inside, my bedroom the setup
Got baddies all over my body like checkups
They all fell in love on the day that I met em
If I feel a way, I just rap, that's my therapy
Don't group me with them, I don't see similarities
And I might not be on yet, that's just temporarily
But I'm getting my bread up, and that's what's imperative
For real
They show you real love when you broke
Get your money they gon switch
I'm livin' but can't get my hopes up
Take off in that whip, now they sick
She learnin' my flaws like a close-up
They actin' out just for the clicks
And I guess it is what it is, I don't feel it though
Don't really pop out too much, keep it minimal
Niggas don't got any shame, that shit pitiful
Niggas be copy and paste, ain't original
Swear to god, they just be stealin' they swag
And I'm with some rappers, we spark up medicinal
Get in the stu and then get in that bag
I'm holdin' that money so close, it get intimate
Keep chasin' women while I chase the cash
Writer: 1kantrm .
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