Wait
Give me one minute, wait
Wait, give me sixty seconds
Wait, uh, give me three minutes
Four minutes, five minutes, ten minutes
What the f*ck you doing all this stalling? You ain't talking shit
Like to move like bosses do might have to plead the fifth
She get wet when I get mad she a toxic bitch
Brother had to go and clock in I ain't knocking it
They got this shit f*cked up
The hustle ain't bout money but that money bout the principle
Moneys bout the rules and bout the jewels and bout what's meant for you
Popping bottles, post up with the gang, they tryna get it too
I was up in high school serving peers and I ain't talking food
Brother up in jail I heard they put him up in solitude
My other brother a town away I heard he tryna move some too
Adderall, alcohol, 4am
She like to crush it, get to sniffing
Give her a blue not a ten
Made bout five six figures, I'm still worried bout the feds
Everytime I get pulled over I be thinking this is it
I pour liquor in my cup, I gotta sip to go to bed
Everytime I think I'm tripping I can't get it out my head
Up on stage talking bout we both know what the f*ck I'm saying
Packs in, pass it out, paid bout 10, sold at 28
Twenty flat, made bout five times that and I just hit this age
Tried to keep 'em out, I keep thinking bout some other things
I like girls who like girls, I be tryna keep 'em straight
You put some money on the table gon' turn real into the fake
You put a buffet in they face and they still ask you bout a plate
Like what the f*ck is wrong with you? The high the only thing you chase
I got some blues, I got some pinks, I got a couple thousand loose
Anytime I pop out public I might just be off the juice
And my brother up in jail I heard they put his ass in solitude
I been getting money just to make sure that he come out cool
Brother up in jail I heard they put him up in solitude
My other brother a town away I heard he tryna move some too
Adderall alcohol 4am
She like to crush it get to sniffing
Give her a blue not a ten
Made bout five six figures I'm still worried bout the feds
Everytime I get pulled over I be thinking this is it
I pour liquor in my cup I gotta sip to go to bed
Everytime I think I'm tripping I can't get it out my head
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Wait
Give me one minute, wait
Wait, give me sixty seconds
Wait, uh, give me three minutes
Four minutes, five minutes, ten minutes
What the f*ck you doing all this stalling? You ain't talking shit
Like to move like bosses do might have to plead the fifth
She get wet when I get mad she a toxic bitch
Brother had to go and clock in I ain't knocking it
They got this shit f*cked up
The hustle ain't bout money but that money bout the principle
Moneys bout the rules and bout the jewels and bout what's meant for you
Popping bottles, post up with the gang, they tryna get it too
I was up in high school serving peers and I ain't talking food
Brother up in jail I heard they put him up in solitude
My other brother a town away I heard he tryna move some too
Adderall, alcohol, 4am
She like to crush it, get to sniffing
Give her a blue not a ten
Made bout five six figures, I'm still worried bout the feds
Everytime I get pulled over I be thinking this is it
I pour liquor in my cup, I gotta sip to go to bed
Everytime I think I'm tripping I can't get it out my head
Up on stage talking bout we both know what the f*ck I'm saying
Packs in, pass it out, paid bout 10, sold at 28
Twenty flat, made bout five times that and I just hit this age
Tried to keep 'em out, I keep thinking bout some other things
I like girls who like girls, I be tryna keep 'em straight
You put some money on the table gon' turn real into the fake
You put a buffet in they face and they still ask you bout a plate
Like what the f*ck is wrong with you? The high the only thing you chase
I got some blues, I got some pinks, I got a couple thousand loose
Anytime I pop out public I might just be off the juice
And my brother up in jail I heard they put his ass in solitude
I been getting money just to make sure that he come out cool
Brother up in jail I heard they put him up in solitude
My other brother a town away I heard he tryna move some too
Adderall alcohol 4am
She like to crush it get to sniffing
Give her a blue not a ten
Made bout five six figures I'm still worried bout the feds
Everytime I get pulled over I be thinking this is it
I pour liquor in my cup I gotta sip to go to bed
Everytime I think I'm tripping I can't get it out my head
Give me one minute, wait
Wait, give me sixty seconds
Wait, uh, give me three minutes
Four minutes, five minutes, ten minutes
What the f*ck you doing all this stalling? You ain't talking shit
Like to move like bosses do might have to plead the fifth
She get wet when I get mad she a toxic bitch
Brother had to go and clock in I ain't knocking it
They got this shit f*cked up
The hustle ain't bout money but that money bout the principle
Moneys bout the rules and bout the jewels and bout what's meant for you
Popping bottles, post up with the gang, they tryna get it too
I was up in high school serving peers and I ain't talking food
Brother up in jail I heard they put him up in solitude
My other brother a town away I heard he tryna move some too
Adderall, alcohol, 4am
She like to crush it, get to sniffing
Give her a blue not a ten
Made bout five six figures, I'm still worried bout the feds
Everytime I get pulled over I be thinking this is it
I pour liquor in my cup, I gotta sip to go to bed
Everytime I think I'm tripping I can't get it out my head
Up on stage talking bout we both know what the f*ck I'm saying
Packs in, pass it out, paid bout 10, sold at 28
Twenty flat, made bout five times that and I just hit this age
Tried to keep 'em out, I keep thinking bout some other things
I like girls who like girls, I be tryna keep 'em straight
You put some money on the table gon' turn real into the fake
You put a buffet in they face and they still ask you bout a plate
Like what the f*ck is wrong with you? The high the only thing you chase
I got some blues, I got some pinks, I got a couple thousand loose
Anytime I pop out public I might just be off the juice
And my brother up in jail I heard they put his ass in solitude
I been getting money just to make sure that he come out cool
Brother up in jail I heard they put him up in solitude
My other brother a town away I heard he tryna move some too
Adderall alcohol 4am
She like to crush it get to sniffing
Give her a blue not a ten
Made bout five six figures I'm still worried bout the feds
Everytime I get pulled over I be thinking this is it
I pour liquor in my cup I gotta sip to go to bed
Everytime I think I'm tripping I can't get it out my head
Writer: Jackson Gray
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