Yeah
Used to the lights, see the camera when it flash
Uh, oh shit, I think she might trip on me when she find out that it's only the night (yeah)
But I gotta get keep this shit 100, I won't lie
All this shit I'm on, I hardly got time to vibe
I been runnin' up 'em cheques like nine to five and five to nine
I know she wish I'd find the time, uh
Make some M's, I ain't done yet (uh)
Racin' with this money to the sunset (to the sunset), gone
Want so many cribs, still ain't live in any (whoo)
Man in summer been spenny, spend a pretty penny (penny, yeah)
You can't show me many things I ain't did already (nah)
Still my younger niggas govern like the military
I just got my weight up, now they spillin' heavy (uh)
I don't even want the drama but we fit and ready
Jack's loaded up the B, I just put that in a cemetery
Countin' up these plaques, bitch I'm legendary
7 a.m. and she puttin' her thong back on
She want it again but she know I'm too nonchalant
Not even a week but she say I been gone too long
That's because I'm in the room where this song belong
It's not you, it's me (it's me)
Chain spillin' like it's water
Molly in my cup, only time a nigga call her
I'm a trap nigga, prolly better that I warn ya
In a penthouse but I came up on the corner
I must be a farmer the way I got aura
You's an informer and I'm a shot caller
Poppin' these pills got me lockin' my jaw up
Got a nigga sweatin' like the sauna, uh
See it and I gotta have it, bad habit
Coughin' up my lungs like a nigga asthmatic
I hate these niggas' lives, you know I can't stand it
Still I keep it cool, keep it placid
Used to the lights, see the camera when it flash
New coupe, only couple hundred on the dash
Should be in the booth but I'm thumbin' through the cash
Ice cold 'cause the bitches only loyal for the guys
Uh, who woulda thought I woulda make it out the fort?
Louis galore, she wanna rip off my Dior
Still trendy but I keep it steady
Need another mill' like my tummy hungry
7 a.m. and she puttin' her thong back on
She want it again but she know I'm too nonchalant
Not even a week but she say I been gone too long
That's because I'm in the room where this song belong
It's not you, it's me (it's me)
Chain spillin' like it's water
Molly in my cup, only time a nigga call her
I'm a trap nigga, prolly better that I warn ya
In a penthouse but I came up on the corner
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