Yeah
I done took so many L's, but that was back then
Back then I'm the plug baby tap in
I had to get it on my own from the back end
And they just be so f*ckin' fake, yeah, they actin
And I ain't worried bout your homie or your damn friend
I counted pap, cause you know I'm just back in
And I ain't stressin' bout a ho in the past tense
They wanna see me go and fall, that shit's madness
Back then, used to wear the same clothes I don't give a f*ck about no hatin' ass hoe
All I wanna do is count paper, chase my goals
And every single time that I did it on my own
They keep on talkin' like they really do know
How I keep on thinkin' bout whipped out a two-tone
Now I gotta do it, now I gotta come home
With all these bags show my mama, we gon' grow
Ain't nobody, nobody there when you alone
And it's gettin' to me and they tellin' me
I should just don't I was really young
I was movin' like I'm grown
I was really young, now I'm learning on my own
Ain't nobody there, ain't nobody right by your side
Ain't nobody there, ain't nobody really gonna ride
Ain't no one care, ain't no one really gonna go and slide
But oh shit, look, yeah, it is my time
I can't tell what I really can't see All them times all these niggas envy me
I'm so sorry for the things that I did, I didn't trust
I don't know what to do, cause in the end it will bust
All I wanna do is count bucks, get guns
Niggas keep on talkin', but this shit really not fun
I lost a lot of things, lost a lot of f*ckin friends
I don't know what to do, cause I'm out plottin on these Ms
See what I began, and you left me in the end
Now I gotta do it, gotta do it, I'm the man
I don't give a f*ck, cause these bitches all gon' hate
They really don't know how it was, how it's made
I done took so many L's, but that was back then
Back then, I'm the plug, baby, tap it
I had to get it on my own from the back end
And these bitches be so f*ckin' fake, yeah, they actin
And I ain't worried bout your homie or your damn friend
I kinda pap, cause you know I'm just back end
And I ain't stressin' bout a ho in the past tense
They wanna see me go and fall, that shit's madness
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Yeah
I done took so many L's, but that was back then
Back then I'm the plug baby tap in
I had to get it on my own from the back end
And they just be so f*ckin' fake, yeah, they actin
And I ain't worried bout your homie or your damn friend
I counted pap, cause you know I'm just back in
And I ain't stressin' bout a ho in the past tense
They wanna see me go and fall, that shit's madness
Back then, used to wear the same clothes I don't give a f*ck about no hatin' ass hoe
All I wanna do is count paper, chase my goals
And every single time that I did it on my own
They keep on talkin' like they really do know
How I keep on thinkin' bout whipped out a two-tone
Now I gotta do it, now I gotta come home
With all these bags show my mama, we gon' grow
Ain't nobody, nobody there when you alone
And it's gettin' to me and they tellin' me
I should just don't I was really young
I was movin' like I'm grown
I was really young, now I'm learning on my own
Ain't nobody there, ain't nobody right by your side
Ain't nobody there, ain't nobody really gonna ride
Ain't no one care, ain't no one really gonna go and slide
But oh shit, look, yeah, it is my time
I can't tell what I really can't see All them times all these niggas envy me
I'm so sorry for the things that I did, I didn't trust
I don't know what to do, cause in the end it will bust
All I wanna do is count bucks, get guns
Niggas keep on talkin', but this shit really not fun
I lost a lot of things, lost a lot of f*ckin friends
I don't know what to do, cause I'm out plottin on these Ms
See what I began, and you left me in the end
Now I gotta do it, gotta do it, I'm the man
I don't give a f*ck, cause these bitches all gon' hate
They really don't know how it was, how it's made
I done took so many L's, but that was back then
Back then, I'm the plug, baby, tap it
I had to get it on my own from the back end
And these bitches be so f*ckin' fake, yeah, they actin
And I ain't worried bout your homie or your damn friend
I kinda pap, cause you know I'm just back end
And I ain't stressin' bout a ho in the past tense
They wanna see me go and fall, that shit's madness
I done took so many L's, but that was back then
Back then I'm the plug baby tap in
I had to get it on my own from the back end
And they just be so f*ckin' fake, yeah, they actin
And I ain't worried bout your homie or your damn friend
I counted pap, cause you know I'm just back in
And I ain't stressin' bout a ho in the past tense
They wanna see me go and fall, that shit's madness
Back then, used to wear the same clothes I don't give a f*ck about no hatin' ass hoe
All I wanna do is count paper, chase my goals
And every single time that I did it on my own
They keep on talkin' like they really do know
How I keep on thinkin' bout whipped out a two-tone
Now I gotta do it, now I gotta come home
With all these bags show my mama, we gon' grow
Ain't nobody, nobody there when you alone
And it's gettin' to me and they tellin' me
I should just don't I was really young
I was movin' like I'm grown
I was really young, now I'm learning on my own
Ain't nobody there, ain't nobody right by your side
Ain't nobody there, ain't nobody really gonna ride
Ain't no one care, ain't no one really gonna go and slide
But oh shit, look, yeah, it is my time
I can't tell what I really can't see All them times all these niggas envy me
I'm so sorry for the things that I did, I didn't trust
I don't know what to do, cause in the end it will bust
All I wanna do is count bucks, get guns
Niggas keep on talkin', but this shit really not fun
I lost a lot of things, lost a lot of f*ckin friends
I don't know what to do, cause I'm out plottin on these Ms
See what I began, and you left me in the end
Now I gotta do it, gotta do it, I'm the man
I don't give a f*ck, cause these bitches all gon' hate
They really don't know how it was, how it's made
I done took so many L's, but that was back then
Back then, I'm the plug, baby, tap it
I had to get it on my own from the back end
And these bitches be so f*ckin' fake, yeah, they actin
And I ain't worried bout your homie or your damn friend
I kinda pap, cause you know I'm just back end
And I ain't stressin' bout a ho in the past tense
They wanna see me go and fall, that shit's madness
Writer: Xavier Olguin
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