$aint Music - Sugar Lyrics

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Yeah, my life placed on a timeline, I'm racing to finish
They all expecting immunity for being a witness
Long nights in the club, I stay away from the litness
Don't see the fun in all your Instagram pictures, nah
But see when candid's flicking, my girl gon' handle business
And if she see me out doing something, I'm f*cked, forget it
Keep telling myself the guilt is just the devil gripping
Once I turn my heart into ice, my drinks will always be pimping
I double-cup like bitches, running laps with a swisher
Out of breath at a mile a minute, not built for the fitness
I light the blunt get lifted, there's no telling what could've happened
Had I never made my selfish decisions, nah
You cross my mind at dinner, breakfast I'm always with her
I eat the cake cause I can have it, always problems with her
She ain't a good pretender, she play investigator
She gon' get mad when she catch me doing the most with neighbors
All in the motion players, cause no commotion, haters
Bragging boasting ain't you know that we know you fabricating
No need for validation, in fact it gets complicated
Your opinions holding no value in my conversation
Can't tear me down, I've got a lot to say, man
Keep your silly arrangements and your army at bay, man
Cause we invasion of Poland quicker in 20 days
Than you concocted a whole entire track to repeat what I'm saying, yeah
I know my flaws cause, no need to point them out cause
If I'm at war with being under looked, then peep the outcome
Cause it won't last forever, I'm treading muddy waters
For stacks of blue and cheddar, the Benjamins get her wetter
Speaking of rain, these bullets never let up
Running a train on your sweet endeavors
I push your dreams back to the back of the bus
With your chances of getting better
With Rosa Parks and Miss Coretta
Let them in for the setup
I've had enough of suckers, I won't let it jam
This shit jelly like it's Smuckers
Won't shake a niggas hand, that's not racist
Uncle Ruckus, bring the ruckus
Crew above it, who she f*cking, who she loving
Bet $50,000, there's two niggas in discussion
But if she found out about the bet, then she claiming nothing
That's how you all react
I know a couple bitches speaking on their cardiacs
On how I never gave them chances, yet they call me back
Well, the worst she ever had, yeah she call me that
But only when her man around cause shit she falling fast
How do I answer that?
How do you plan for that?
How do I swim up to the surface
Call my fam for that?
Cause shit we always strapped
Every Sunday I worship the man who gave me that
And every prayer
I'm praying, they shoot I'm spraying back
$aint is back
$aint is
$aint is back